Monday, April 12, 2010

Road rage

In the past four days, I have traveled 1,314.7 miles. Okay, not really traveled, DRIVEN! On my 10 hours there and my 8 1/2 hours back, I was thinking of this post. Owen is not the best conversationalist, so he was content to play his DS, watch movies, text his friends.
Here are some things I learned (not in any particular order - just the chaotic randomness of my brain):
* I am a Garmin girl, not a TomTom.
* It drives me crazy when people slam on brakes when they see a policeman and refuse pass him - even if he is going 25 miles an hour in a 65 zone!
* I have always wondered how long it would take to listen through all of the songs on my ipod. It takes 10 hours to get to the "H" songs.
* I also learned that the above mentioned ipod will not make the 10 hour to and the 9 hour home with out charging the battery.
* Two Dr. Peppers and a McDonald's tea will keep you awake while you drive there but it will also keep up all night once you get there.
* Because I am such an intelligent person, if that is what happens on the way there, that is what is going to happen on the way back. Owen says to me "you have a tough time learning lessons, don't you." Well, that is a post for another time.
* The button you push to resume the cruise control in my old van is how you turn the cruise control off in my "new" van (I've owned it 2 years). If I turned it off once, I turned it off 50 times!
* If I was successful enough to not turn it off, more often than not, I turned on the windshield wiper.
* Even though I was using the cruise control, I kept getting a cramp in my right knee. I guess I need to add that to my workout regimen.
* Big trucks and torrential rain make it very difficult to read the detour signs. Hence the 10 hours.
* I blame these troubles on three people: my parents because they used to drive me around in the car during my colic fits (therefore, in my opinion, causing me to be able to easily get "in the zone") and my husband for being such an excellent driver and driving most of wherever we go. I am all about taking my turn, and I normally do, but the whole way, that's just mean.
However, all in all, I have to say we had a wonderful time. One day soon, I am going to take the time to brag on the wonderful, talented, caring, sensitive young man I am having the privilege of raising. I love getting the opportunity to see the pearl he is forming. I just wanted the opportunity to complain first!