Reblogged

Patron Saint of Driving

I never rebloged a post before but I just HAD to share this with my readers. I have emailed this post to everyone I know and have read it several times. This has to be the funniest thing I read in a long time. Maybe I see myself somewhere in this list, and my mother and my grandfather…LOL!!!

Cursitivity

I was working on a completely unrelated story when I got side tracked talking about how my family drives and I decided to turn it into it’s own post.

 

My family are all the worst drivers I have ever met.

 

My mother has never learned to smoothly operate a vehicle. Her foot is either on the gas or on the brake at all times. I can’t ride more than 100 feet as a passenger in her car without getting sick.

 

And I get carsick a lot. As long as I am in the front, I am generally okay. Except with her. This leads to me doing most of the driving now that I am an adult, but I am okay with that.

 

My mother also has a very low tolerance for things like stress, traffic, and getting lost. Every time she gets lost, she calls me…

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