Sunday, May 23, 2010

May 22nd...catch up- I tried to get in bed early last night

My dad was always working on our cars, or our family's cars or a friend's boat. There were always motors to work on and daddy was always groveling in the dirt fixing them. If he was home and not asleep he was usually under a car. We took it for granted that if something went wrong with the car daddy could fix it.

Ezra has started saying "Momma". He says it and then looks at me and waits for me to respond with "what?", and then flashes his 5 little baby teeth. Love it.

Speaking of working on cars: My senior year of high school I was driving home from school and decided to stop at the gas station to get some gas and a snack. I got a gold can Dr. Pepper (my favorite drink see here) and a package of sunflower seeds. (Aside: Jeebs loves sunflower seeds too, but he likes his in the shell, I wonder if he was buying sunflower seeds in the shell at the same time I was buying my shelled sunflowers? How romantic, but I digress.) So, I headed on down the road towards home and started to try and open my seeds while I drove. I was glancing down at the package and up at the road. The package said "Easy Open Bag!", and I was thinking to myself, "I'm going to wreck this car trying to open the package and I'm going to have to sue the company because they said it was easy to open!" I looked up and saw my car driving on the shoulder, I jerked the steering wheel to get myself back on course. I over corrected so I jerked it back the other way and the tail of the car spun completely around- I don't know how many times. I was holding on to the steering wheel for dear life and my head was pressed down from the centrifugal force. I felt like I was on the worst roller coaster ride ever and when I got off- if I made if off alive- I'd be dead anyway. When the car came to a stop I was in the grass next to a ditch and turned completely 180 degrees. All was well with me- no injuries- so I turned the ignition and voila! started right up. I would just pull out and go home- no harm done. I put my foot on the gas, the car lurched and then nothing. *#&^#(* I opened my door and looked at the back tire- it was on its side. 800$ worth of damage because I was trying to open my sunflower seeds. My dad fixed it all himself on the side of the road. (I did stand out in the cold for moral support and so he could gripe at me at will during the process) Sorry daddy. I have more stories like this, unfortunately.


This is what I drove in high school. It went through a lot.

5 comments:

alexandriasmomma said...

Did you drive the four-door Sentra or Glen's two-door Sentra? We had TWO of those nightmares in days gone by. Love the story, gee. I laughed out loud!

Sawmatic is the word verification, for Pete's sake!!! Who comes up with those things anyway?

alexandriasmomma said...

I figured out why I've THOUGHT I was putting in the wrong username and password. It's because you have to click on "Publish Comment". You can't just hit enter.

Amy and Josh said...

Too funny! I had a similar experience except it involved being on my first double date (I was driving my friend home after the date), being late and scared to death of my dad, rain, a wet road, a sharp curve and an idiot driver going WAY too fast!!!! Landed in a ditch, tire damage and pizza on the roof of the car!!!! Then to top it off, my friend and I caught a ride to my aunt's house down the road (in the boonies) from a complete stranger at 11pm. I am never letting my kids out of the house!!!!!!!!!!!

wagdog said...

She drove the four-door. She cain't drive no stick shift Mama. You know this.

DyessFam said...

You guys cracka me up! Okay, one thing you forgot to mention about your car was the, um, interesting collection you had on the driver's seat next to the door......yeah.