My 12 hour drive

ALONE! At least I am not reporting on my 24 hour journey alone, as my husband opted to not have me tote him to the airport before I sat out on my drive. I am pretty sure I would have dropped him off at the wrong airport out of spite!



My drive wasn't that bad, great, no nada, nothing. But, one can learn a lot alone for that long with locomotion taking place. I am going to bore you to tears by telling you about them.



To start off, the journey itself isn't that bad. Minus the speed limit getting slower and slower each state I go through. But, the drive from Oklahoma City to Tulsa can always make me blow a gasket. I found out that I do talk to myself by cursing the idiots who are not inclined to get over. AND, they weren't even Texans! (Sorry my friends to the South, but you know it is true.) For instance, D-bag number one had my blood pressure soaring about 45 minutes into my tour. His driving involved riding side car with a Ford F150. Mr. D-bag had cars lined up for as far as the eye could see. One person escaped past him, the F150 was flabbergasted and trying his heart out to get out of the way and I am right behind Mr. D-bag. I used a method learned in Michigan called "attempt to kill their retinas by blinding them with your high beams." Turns out this method only works at night and makes not one iota of difference in the middle of the day. UGH. So, I opted to use my favorite bird finger, which made me wonder if the tint on my windows are dark enough. In the end, the right people won and D-bad cruised on in the left lane. I hope a semi got him into the right lane.


I finally figured out that I sound just like Lady A and Britney Spears! That is all on that topic. Wait.... on the ride home I was told that I as much as I wanted to believe that Circle K just could not let the madness go on! How rude.

What is Missouri good for? What is St. Louis' claim to fame? I mean, besides that baseball team and ginormous arched tin can! I started to believe that maybe the inventor of the rumble strips was from their. I mean, they are so darn proud of them they place them almost in the middle of the freakin' lanes!!!!! Heaven forbid I am trying to text and drive with my knee! I mean, heaven forbid it is windy and I swerve just a touch........... Moving on.

About that texting and driving, how in the world did we live before cell phones? I had a nice deep conversation with myself about it. Okay, I am now realizing I might or might not talk to myself a lot when I drive. Okay peanut gallery, pipe down.

Hum. I guess when I started this I thought I had more revelations. Can someone tell me if it is illegal to drive with your fog lights on? I mean, when they aren't needed. Circle K swears, but he often likes to try to make me believe things that are fake, but I never fall for it. EVER!

Okay. guess I should get the heck off the airwaves, or whatever I am occupying.
Peace out cub scout!
Keffer