I’ve been doing a lot of driving within the last few weeks. 2.5 hours each way to pick mom up from the airport. 3.5 hours each way to drop my mom off in Myrtle Beach and then pick her up at another 3.5 hours each way. I don’t mind the drive. I only mind slow drivers. I’m the person that is compelled to do 5-7 miles over the speed limit all the time. I admit it. What bugs me? A driver who doesn’t understand “slower traffic keep right”. It doesn’t have to be posted to be utilized. In many states, it is the law. Check it out here.
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Maybe I should actually talk about today. Mom and I went to lunch at Cinco De Mayo, a Mexican restaurant that Jim and I have been to several times. A woman approaches our table and says to my mom “excuse me, I’m sorry if I keep staring but I think I know you.” I chime in, “not unless you’ve been to Fort Myers, Florida”. She’s from Fort Myers, has lived here in Charlotte 12 years and used to work with my mom at Amsouth Bank. She says she had blonde hair at the time. Isn’t that frickin’ weird. Small world. Hum it, Disney style. It’s a small world afte… Nevermind.
Off to Walmart we went. How fun, huh? Then to a Dollar Tree, then to Bloom for some things I can’t find at Walmart.
Later, I met Jim at Monro to drop off the Jeep. It still has squeaking brakes, as I’m told by Jim.
Once home, I made Stromboli (came out good), whole wheat pasta, turkey meatballs, and sauce. The healthiness was accidental. It’s what I had on hand.
Sorry, no mom photos today. It really wasn’t a very exciting day.
 Today, we had a little slice of heaven. It was called Whataburger. Yum. The rest of the day was spent lazily at Gregg’s pool. Relaxing. Check it all out here. |
Small world indeed! And how fun that the woman at Cinco de Mayo came over knowing the odds, having to deal with your sarcasm, and was still RIGHT! She rocks! Did your mom remember her too? Happy reunion? Did you buy a nice round of Margaritas for everyone????
ReplyDeleteI, personally, am a safe driver who chooses to drive the speed limit. And since that makes me VERY unpopular, I stick to the right hand lane to increase my chances for survival. Let me tell you something Garret, the right lane might as well be the Shuttle Launching Lane, because cars are always flipping me the bird as they zoom by. That's always amazes me. Go the speed limit - even in the right hand lane - and you're still the scum of the earth. I said it first, Gar, so you don't have to.
Happy Mothers Day to your mum!
Sorry, I didn't see you. I was speeding past you. Did you see my finger?
ReplyDelete(Mumbling) Damn slow novice drivers should stay home unless they are driving to Charlotte to see me.
Novice? Novice? Ahem, and again I say Novice???
ReplyDeleteHoney, I was driving the speed limit in the right hand lane since before the sperm and egg which became you were even in the chutes.
And wouldn't you know, the ONE TIME I got a speeding ticket was a half-mile from my house about 100 feet away from the salon lot where I was going to get my nails did. It cost me $116 dollars in fines and 4 hours of online traffic school. THAT's why I drive the speed limit. And yes, I saw your finger.
Now, now, children!!! I've been driving longer than both of you put together. Oh, wait, maybe not THAT long. Garret - tell your Mom I wish her a very Happy Mother's Day - and is Jim's Mom still with us? I wish her the same.
ReplyDeleteI lucked out - my daughter and grandbaby Henry were here for a few days! Best Mother's Day gift ever.
Nancy in Iowa
Nancy: As a matter of fact, Jim's mom is visiting this upcoming weekend! Happy momma's and grandmomma's day!
ReplyDeleteI love small world instances! When Tina and I were on our Just Divorced Cruise, we met one of the dancers from our ship on the beach on St. Kitts. Turns out she was a college friend of my daughter's!
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