So I've been driving lately. And let me tell you, it's scary as hell. And stressful because Dad is an awful teacher. Last night I drove to Papa Johns for some pizza and we got into a screaming match over parking by the buggy cart catchers or making a u turn. Daddy is the type of teacher that expects me to have mind reading capabilities on par with Professor X and the instincts that come with years of driving.
But we're stuck with each other and I'm slowly getting the hang of it. Has anybody noticed how often the speed limit changes? It drives me crazy! Just when I get the hang of keeping thirty miles an hour, they bump it to forty, or down to twenty like, every two seconds.
So far I'm doing alright. It still feel surreal, though.
In other news, the Book Festival is coming! What is the Book Festival you ask? It's a stadium sized room at the Civic Center that is filled with a gazillion books for fifty cents to a dollar a piece.
In other words: heaven
For the last two years I've walked out with an entire box full for less than twenty bucks. I've found old childhood favorites, sequels that I couldn't find anywhere in a library. And there's not just fiction books - I got a book in handwriting analysis that was really neat and and old baby name book.
The Book Festival is October 16 and I am counting the days. Literally.
Quote of the Day: "This is also a man who could not save his own ass with a two handed ass saving machine." - Maureen Johnson
This quote refers to the main character of those Dan Brown books everyone seems to love. While I do not love these books, I do love this quote. I want a two handed ass saving machine.
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