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He’s going to be sixteen on May 13th. He’s driving. He’s driving around on the twisty, turny West Virginia roads. I sit in the car beside him and look at that profile and see, not an almost-sixteen-year-old, no, I see a three-year-old in a Batman costume that he insisted on wearing for weeks on end, everywhere. I see three-year-old Batman running around Wal-Mart.
I see three-year-old Batman at the wheel of the car.
He sees me clutching, whiteknuckled, at the door on the passenger side of the car as he careens around a curve.
“I’m going under the speed limit!” he says.
“I know,” I tell him. “And you’re doing a good job. Really. Someday, you’ll have your own sixteen-year-old child driving your car and you’ll understand. You’ll understand that I don’t think you’re almost sixteen. I think you’re three. And you’re wearing a Batman costume. And three-year-old Batman is DRIVING THE CAR!!!”
When he takes out a mailbox on the side of the road because he drives so close to the edge, I’ll let you know.
Anything driving you crazy lately? This month, all month, I’ll be giving away one of the new May Silhouette Romantic Suspense releases. This week, it’s Safety in Numbers by Carla Cassidy. Drop a comment and a random comment number will be chosen on Monday!
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Seems like only yesterday when all the ladies at ORS in Lubbock were excited about “Suzanne’s having a baby!”
Our #1 and only just turned 10.
Time flies.
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How did they get older when we didn’t?
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But there is something that’s been driving me crazy since last June when my hydro consumption suddenly almost tripled. I had no idea where to find out what had happened. The puzzle is starting to resolve itself very slowly.
My lovely former landlord gave me the wrong meter for my apartment. The people who got my meter were happily using 2 A/Cs, 2 fans, a TV with PVR (= tivo) at all hours of the day and night. They were so happy that they paid less than $50/month. I, on the other hand, ended up paying a grand total of over $1400 and that equals more than 12% of my total income. Fun, n’est-ce pas? :shock:
I use no TV, radio, DVD or CD player, nothing but computer, some light and the fridge.
Who knows when and if I’ll get reimbursed. Meanwhile I’m paying a budget price of $80/month for this year’s hydro. My advocate is pushing for letting Hydro keep my money and just deducting monthly costs. But uh-uh. I need at least one A/C myself if I want to remain half-alive this summer. I also need to get a working computer figured out.
All this worry has kept me off the Internet as much as possible. That’s why long time no see, besides the fact that I fear being thrown off at any second.
Yep, isn’t life fun.
When are your books coming out?
And happy birthday to the birthday boy. :bananadance: Here you can’t even learn to drive until you’re 16. So he’s lucky.
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I’ve just been through this. Next week DD starts driving on her own. ACK!
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Been there, done that and never want to experience it again!
Just wanted to drop by and tell you thanks for giving away one of my books!
Take care, sweetpea!
Carla