back seat driver

As we sat in traffic en route to Lucy’s 2nd Birthday party, I nearly bit my tongue off trying to stifle my urge to tell T-Ko to change lanes. He has a habit of staying in the right lane forever, and effing EVER, and it makes me insane in the membrane.  Trying to avoid a fight, and trying to challenge myself to my own little game of “who can be quiet the longest,” I didn’t say anything.  (Okay, well maybe I said one thing. But it was only because he really could have gone faster. It’s true that you can actually get a ticket for driving like my grandma. Seriously). ...Read More