animals galore

Nomnomnom this grass is taystee. I love it when the grass is dewey and soft in the morning. Those wild berries last night really didn't agree with my tummy, but this velvety grass makes me feel a bit better. Oh wow those lights coming from over there look really cool. Hmm I think I'll wander on over there and see what's all the party's about. A road? Ooo this looks like a lot of fu--

BAM.



And that was probably the deer's last thoughts before it got plummeted by your new Camry. Poor deer. It seems more animals are being attacked my our motoring vehicles rather than enjoying their morning munches, especially on the windy country roads like the ones on my route to school. I leave the house bright and early and nothing sets the mood quite right than seeing a slaughtered doe lying on the double yellow line. I, like most drivers, force myself to look away as I pass the poor soul, weaving to the shoulder to make sure I wouldn't do any more damage.


...my apologies if that hits you deep... she went to deer heaven, I promise.


On a brighter note, the animals inside the car really seem to enjoy the road. I'm talking about all the pets that accompany their owners for the drive. Now I have nothing against driving with animals - my golden retriever, Libby loves a fresh spring day with the window rolled down. I'm calling out all those who think it's the cutest little thing to have their precious pet in between them and the steering wheel, front and center. I mean, really? For all I know, Princess could be the one with her paws on the wheel while you readjust your hair. (That could sure explain the swerving). But this is just plain silly, people. Princess the Poodle could end up Princess the Pancake if  all the attention that's supposed to be on the road is devoted to her fluffy tail. You'd probably end up a little to close for comfort with the car in front of you.

Not only is it a distraction for you, but it's even more of a distraction for me. As a dog-lover, I pet every dog that walks by, and if I see a dog in the driver seat, I'm, by golly, going to look. I'm going to not only look at the MOST ADORABLE DOG ever, but also look the CRAZY PERSON who would ever put a dog in their lap as they fly down the freeway.


So people, let's be smart. I know this is partially me ranting, but there is like, an entire back seat I'm sure Princess would love to lounge on. So, next time you decide to take your luvvie for a drive, think less about your desire to showcase Princess to the driving nation and more about the comfort and safety of her little fluffy self.

greetings fellow drivers.

C'mon Honda. COME. ON. You knew you were turning, just make ME know you were turning - I nearly killed myself slowing down for your eco-friendly little bumper. For heaven's sake that turn signal's there for a reason.

I, like many Americans who have these same sentiments toward our fellow drivers feel that a casual stroll down the road can turn into a stressful experience that only leaves us wanting to run that Prius off the side of the road . The turn signals, the stop signs, the speeding, the slowing, the finger.... oh and much, much more - creates agony and stress that is quite unnecessary (especially for Monday mornings).

Did I mention I'm a high school teenager? Yes, that's right. Woah there - don't leave just yet - just because I'm young doesn't mean I'm stupid and reckless when it comes to driving. Sure, I haven't a lot of years under my belt, but I sure do make up for it in driving time. Let's just say I haul some serious *ss on my trip to school every day - a total of two hours to and fro. And it's not just one road. O no no. There's roads complete with country rednecks, mall traffic, five-lane route 50 traffic.....all sorts of problems. And the best part? I have no idea which driving disaster is going to happen in the morning. Could be the fallen tree, the accident, the slow driver, the dead animal....the list goes on and on.

To add to my driving resume, I've also had the pleasure of driving in almost every time of vehicle. For starters, I learned to how to really drive in my mom's big chevy suburban, or as I like to call it -The Tank. The Tank is virtually indestructible and when driven, must also have bright flashing sign to proclaim that it has the opportunity at any time to crush any car that is in its way. I heart the Tank. Next, is my dad's truck. Just your typical chevy truck, this blue and white bad boy is great for learning how to park because it takes up so much space. Once I learned to park in this, I could park in anything. Last but not least is a little BMW. Yup, that's right folks, I've had the luxury of driving one of those nice sporty cars down the highway. Granted, it was only two times and I was terrified I was going to hurt it in some way, but it was still a luminous drive. And finally my very own ride - a Jeep Grand Cherokee (2005). It's one of those vehicles that's right in the middle - not to big, not to small. I love it dearly and can't wait until the day I can finally upgrade to a Jeep Wrangler, my dream of dreams.

SO, I've ingeniously created this blog to share, and mostly vent about, all of my driving experiences and the crazy rules of the road and the crazy people that accompany it. So sit back, enjoy, and anticipate a mouthful of honest road rants.