My sister and I emailed each other every couple of minutes yesterday. I was concerned about the fact that her new heart medication was making her drowsy and asked how she was getting to work...
Judy: David and I drive in to work together everyday, so he is always driving. It is nice that we can carpool He thinks I am a horrible driver anyway. :)
Em: Haha! My friends think I'm a terrible driver, too. It must be genetic. Let's just hope we're never as bad as mom. :)
Judy: Funny you say that, because I think that I drive fine. I do make a conscious effort to drive carefully and EVERYONE says I am a sucky driver. Maybe it is genetic.
Em: Same here. I never see a problem with how I drive. It's not like I get tickets or get in lots of accidents or anything. And yet my friends always say my driving scares them. Hmmmm. I have a T-shirt of a little girl with pigtails who can barely see over the steering wheel and says "I can't drive" in bubble letters above her. My friends laugh really hard when I wear it.
Judy: HMMM, well isn't that interesting. I wonder why that is. I guess we are not alone. :)