If you're wondering why it's been so quiet around these parts, it's because the above piece of paper is dominating my life in the form of Defensive Driving. Uggghh. I'm pretty sure this is Texas' most common form of torture. Yes, I could have just paid the ticket and been done with it... Why oh why didn't I do that? Oh, right. I chose defensive driving because I'm pretty sure I was NOT driving that fast and the speed limit signs five miles before I got clocked said 75 mph. And then there's that little thing called - pride. Dang it. That pride one gets me way too often.
Anyway, today is the last day I hang my head in shame as I have committed to get this class done by the end of day today. Now where are those toothpicks that I need to hold my eyelids open? zzzzzzz