Modes of Transportation
So my life is about to get so much easier in regards to transporting Aidan. The thermometer has reached the top and our van should be delivered on friday! This has made me reflect on different cars I’ve had. My very first car was a 4 door Subaru sedan named Roxy. A two-toned little bullet. She had no power steering and it took some guns to drive her.
Within a month of getting my license, on my way to pick up YaYa Jen for school, I sorta maybe was driving a tad over the speed limit. Fast enough to get me a court date (61 in a 40). My dad took me to court and made me go before the judge by myself to plead guilty ($180 worth of guilt). Yes, I think I really had to plead. It was December and true to teenage fashion, I wasn’t wearing a coat. Dad couldn’t quite comprehend that logic and bought me a ski jacket. It was blue with a green zip out fleece lining. Somehow I didn’t learn to slow down, but I did learn to stay warm.
Funny what we remember.