This is a cause for traffic. "Traffic" meaning three or four cars waiting to pass a slow-moving tractor - and it is quite possible that you would know/be related to the driver.
This, however, is what I did this morning. It really might just give me ulcers. I hate big roads. I hate big roads with lots of cars. And I hate not knowing where in the h*** I am going.
Thank goodness I could rely on my ChrisChris (yup, husband is my GPS - good thing he wasn't in a meeting.)***
So, when you see that slow moving "what in the heck are they doing" car - it's probably me. Be nice.
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We just weren't cut out to be city girls, were we. Hang in there!
I forgot to say that we got your Christmas card today. I loved your family picture. Thanks for thinking of us.
Sorry the Christmas card was late, but I am glad that you got it! You win FIRST price for being my best commenter. I guess Becca would get after you for being a leech if you didn't though. :)
I loved all your pictures from Christmas. Looks like you had lots of fun and excitement...(fire alarms, etc)
I'm a woos in big traffic.
Hilarious! Remind me, I have one you can have!!
That traffic is CRAZY!! Sorry it's such a bum deal, but at least you get to come back to visit us out here is Mud puddle ;)
Traffic is one thing I don't miss about Dallas. Around here, Main St. only gets congested around lunch time with everyone headed to Burger King, KFC, or Sonic.
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