Thanks, Mary, my stylist philosophizer.
"Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely
in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside,
thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming -- WOW--What
a Ride!"
Wow!!! That's a LOT like going for a ride with one of my children!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ;) ;) ;)
Smart. Ass. I suppose you are completely oblivious to the amount of psychological scarring you did by KISSING THE GROUND after our first drive when I got my learner's permit when I was fifteen?
Oblivious, heck no...I'm still paying the psychiatric bills!!! :) Love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!