Whose turn is it to drive?

You would think that when 3 people car pool, everything would just be a regimented schedule.

(B) Driver 1 - 1st week,

(D) Driver 2 - 2nd week,

(J) Driver 3 - 3rd week

and then it all starts over again.

Right?

WRONG!

First of all, B has to drive separately on Mondays because her work schedule is 1-9 while D & J work 8:30-5:00.

This can sometimes confuse D & J

Understandable!

Secondly, D takes off early on Fridays because she is going to Beach Harbor to ride all over the

Chesapeake Bay on her jet ski. This leaves B & J having to carpool together themselves. And then on Mondays, D is coming back from the Bay, which leaves J to often fend for herself, since B doesn't go to work until 1.

Who turn is it to drive?

If B, D or J have a scheduled appointment, be it, Doctor, Lawyer, Dentist, Psychiatrist, Eye Doctor, Mammogram, Pap Smear, Colonoscopy, Physical Therapist, Chiropractor, Secret Rondevous Man, things sometimes have to be changed and telephones have to be consulted and then passed from vehicle to vehicle while driving in rush hour traffic.

OMG I still can't believe we did that!

Whose turn is it to drive?

Now, B, D, J all have daughters -

B's daughters are D & J

D's daughters are J & J

J's daughters are N & A

and B & J have grandchildren while D has grandferets,

(but we won't hold that against her).

Sometimes D & J, J & J, N & A or the grandchildren or grandferets can sometimes change the

complete schedules of B, D and J.

Whose turn is it to drive?

Thursday of this week J is babysitting for her daughter A,

and watching her grandson J,

thus leaving B & D to ride together.

Now Friday of this week, is changed because B

is going out of town with her daughter J, and her two grandsons L & L

to see daughter D, and son-in-law R,

and her grandchildren, L,K,L,K in NC.

And because it's Friday, D is going to leave work early to go to the Bay,

leaving J to fend for herself once again.

And to make matters worse, Monday is Memorial Day weekend.

No work on Monday! YaHoo

Tuesday B will be coming home from NC with J, L & L.

D will be coming home from the Bay

J will be fending for herself once again.

My question,

Whose turn is it to drive?

(And you thought you had problems!)

Often we will here comments like, Are you ridin' or are you drivin'?

I wonder, is both an option?

Taking care of Mother

My dear sweet mother

Saturday, I told you that Carl and I were riding into Hanover and wasn't sure what time we would be home. When we got home at 10:30, you said, "Where in the Hell were you?" I simply told you that we were in Hanover and that I had let you know before we left. You said, "You didn't tell me a damn thing." I just shook my head and said "OK"

Yesterday, when you called me at work, and asked what I did to the satellite radio, I really didn't do anything to it. However, I believe when you turned it on, you must have hit the wrong button and it changed stations, but I didn't say anything. When Miss Betty and Mr. RJ were there, he only had to program in the 14 station and your bluegrass music was on.

It hurts me more everyday Mom, to see you growing weaker!

I wish I could help you to regain your strength, get back to your painting and playing music.

You were such a vital, loving, kind woman.

Last night when you finally got up off of your chair, and were walking around with your walker, you came into the kitchen and muttered something to Josie the cat. That's when I said "what"

and you then said "don't what me".

I then said, I bet you don't talk to your baby boy like that.

You then proceeded to get all huffy and stomped back into the living room.

Every little thing I said or did was wrong in your eyes.

I guess it's because I'm the one that is living there with you, and I'm sure

you are angry and tired of having to live like this.

If there was anything I could do, I would change this for you.

This makes the 6th time, within the last two days that you have asked me about

OATMEAL!

Mom, I've told you everytime, that we have 2 jars of oatmeal in food storage.

How do I get this into your head and why are you obsessing about oatmeal, of all things.

This morning when Dale called,

you told me you thought there was something the matter

with the phone,

because Dale couldn't hear you.

Mom, you have to put the phone to your ear,

not only to hear the conversation, but to also talk into the receiver.

Many times, I watch you talk on the phone to Aunt Booty,

you are looking at the phone, and it's at least a foot away from your ear and mouth,

you don't even have it up to your ear.

I wish I could make you undertand.

NO MATTER!

I love you Mom and I always will!

Wish YOU were here!

Crumb Catcher

Lets just say, when you are car pooling to work, the people that aren't driving get to look around at what's happening, and they then proceed in telling the driver in detail what's happening in the car next to them.

Of course, me being the driver this week,

I had to look at said car,

and there it was,

a women wiping yogurt off of her shall I say,

more than ample bosom.

That's when I said, "She is wiping something off of her

CRUMB CATCHER"

Having never heard this terminology before, my riders laughed hysterically!

That's when I decided to start a blog of my own.

Just to see if I could indeed blog.

And to also be able to vent, when I get "blogged" down.

New to this blogging business!

I've read other blogs and have found some of them very interesting. I also find this a way to keep a journal of some of the daily trials and tribulations in life.