An Ol' Broad's Ramblings
I Survived!
Two days with a teenager….at my age….is quite an adventure. Strangely enough, it was quite a pleasant weekend. Go figure!
We chatted and watched the idjit box on Friday, with a quick side trip to Sonic. Hey….I had to feed her at least once, right? We watched a variety of movies on Saturday, with the required trip to Wal-Mart in the middle of the day. She baked a batch of cookies, ate 4 and left the rest to temp me from over there in the cookie jar. Today, we headed to church, where folks were happy to see her. Afterwards, it was the required trip to the mall in Jackson. I had to get that kid some jeans that she didn’t looked like she was wedged into, don’t ya know. Plumbers crack on a teenage girl is NOT attractive! After a quick trip to the only bookstore within a hundred miles, it was time to take her home.
A couple of pieces of advice for people giving directions: Do NOT wait until after the exit to say, “Oh, hey….you were suppose to take that one!” Do not yell, “Turn left here!” when the drive is already halfway past the street. Jeeeez. The kid was trying to give me a heart attack!
On my way home, I had the dubious pleasure of almost meeting my Maker through the utter stupidity of a blonde bimbo, on her cell phone, behind the wheel of a big honkin’ Escalade! I’m sitting there, at a stop sign, in the right hand lane, like I’m suppose to, even had my blinker on, and she is turning left onto the road I’m turning off of. There are two lanes, one going, one coming. Evidently, she thought my front end was her guide to MY lane! Stupid broad! Didn’t even bat an eye, just swerved, and went on her merry way. Needless to say, there were a few choice words from my vehicle to hers.
