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I am beyond vexed that the lottery has not made me a winner. I am not greedy for millions ~my needs are simple: good books, better wine, and a new vehicle.

Monday, April 29, 2013

Driver's Ed

Yes, it's hard to believe. The Minion can learn how to drive. I know it's a shock as I still think he's 11 years old as well. How this happened is easy. Against my better judgement, I continued to feed him. And now I get to reap the benefits of being a good, loving and caring mother. There was a parent/student meeting at the high school. I think every parent was pale and shaking afterwards. Friends came up to me, we'd had our children within months of one another, we looked at each other and asked: A) How did we get this old ( Note: not how did the children get so grown up). B) Weren't we all just yesterday fancy free drinking dollar drafts and watching volleyball outside at the local bar?(Note: this is how The Minion came to be). C) How the Hell were we going to cope with the mandatory 40 parental supervised driving hours. Yes. 40 hours of me sitting in the wrong seat, no doubt pressing my right foot into the invisible brake, probably breathing the way they told me to when I was attempting to push him out of my body and without a doubt, assuming we make it back home to Tearstained Farm in one piece, I will make a bee-line for the medicinal Scotch tucked into the back of the baking goods cupboard.

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