Right now I'm listening to my wife discuss with her mom her great accomplishment this week which has caused me to shave about about 3 years off my life and nearly gave us a pre-mature baby boy!
Recently we decided to up size our vehicle and trade in our civic for a Nissan Xterra. To us this made perfect sense with Baby J on the way and now have the luxury of putting the crazy puppy in the back. Yes, this is the same "calm" puppy we got as a potential guard dog that after 9 months has turned in to a neurotic, lick you to death, ball of endless energy. Guess that plan backfired.
The Xterra come to find out is a 5 speed. OK for me. Dad taught me how to drive a stick shift since I was about 13. 1st time for wifey taking on the feat of the 5 speed. I remember nearly flipping dad's truck over in a high school parking lot one weekend then taking a 6 month break or so. My dad was amazingly calm and just quietly asked me to switch seats. I think he was so amazed that we were both still alive, he couldn't find the words to express what he was really feeling at the time! If I remember correctly, he headed straight for the bathroom as soon as we got home, his face still whiter than the vanilla ice cream in the freezer I was more than delighted to help myself to (for doing such a great job, of course)!
Oh, how things come full circle. I have been repeating the SAME exact words I once heard from my dad (usually repeating 50 times in one minute)! "Easy off the clutch", "listen to the engine...you're revving", "Oh, oh, oh", "You're doing better", mean while his head was bouncing around like a later-to-be invented bobble head doll.
I'm pleased to say, after a week of borrowing family member's (automatic) cars, Wifey finally drove to work today and back....SAFELY. She didn't even get pulled over going 45 through a school zone and escaped near death by a school bus. Oh, I forgot to mention she's a pre school teacher. Yep, an immediate obstacle course, (school buses, young kids, cops, school zones, traffic jams, etc.).
I think by next week, the puppy and I both will be off the Dramamine!
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Rob taught me to drive a stick shift when we were first married. (My car died leaving us with his stick shift.) I was also pregnant, but college campus is a little easier to drive through...except for the crazy steep hill with a stop sign at the top. I have sympathy for your wife! (I don't think I could drive one anymore...and don't plan on trying!)
I thought you had a few extra grays on the head.
By the way, keep Marc's car as long as you'd like--I'm enjoying the use of your motorcycle tremendously, LOL! yet another thing you picked up from your pops, motorcycling.
Tell your sweet wife dad says hello.
Love your guts
Like father, like son....can't wait till you get your bike. I see many weekend rides in the future!
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