I rode, just once, with another smart, savvy, responsible mother of two teens. As we drove down the two-lane road, she straddled the centerline, clearly taking a lane and a half to herself.
"Do you know you're straddling the center line?" I asked.
"Yeah, I know, my daughter bugs me all the time," she answered casually. "I'm so bad."
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
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