tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post5491187215139139179..comments2023-11-05T04:37:58.776-08:00Comments on Keep in Touch With Mommakin: Smoke 'Em If You've Got 'Emmommakinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18138745092234541349noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-51147450187145434592009-09-04T06:19:52.231-07:002009-09-04T06:19:52.231-07:00I won't tell you about how I drove my car into...I won't tell you about how I drove my car into a ditch on the way to take my driver's test... it was ugly.<br /><br />This is one of your best posts.Kathy B!https://www.blogger.com/profile/13932652254033295435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-78422323163344130102009-08-31T08:36:40.043-07:002009-08-31T08:36:40.043-07:00This is so hysterical! I had been allowed to driv...This is so hysterical! I had been allowed to drive from the top of our ded-end street, past 9 houses and into our driveway. That had been the extent of my experience before getting behind the wheel of the drivers ed car.<br /><br />However, Mr. Price simply made us pull over every 20 minutes and he got out of the car and took his smoke breaks. Inside the car must have been verboten.<br /><br />My Hubs tried to teach me to drive a stickshift soon after I got my license. Not fun for either of us. Or his transmission.Vivienne @ the V Spothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11423346418730195821noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-20824641301006135152009-08-28T09:25:43.160-07:002009-08-28T09:25:43.160-07:00(grin)
My first time was in a deserted, dirt parki...(grin)<br />My first time was in a deserted, dirt parking lot in some sort of old grey tank-like Crysler. My brother, four years younger than me, also got his turn. We were 4 and 8. The rationale was that empty lot + tankish car + small-town dad who grew up counting cattle in his dad's pickup when he was 8 = an easy Sunday afternoon for everyone.<br /><br />Lucky for mom, she was oblivious, and would remain oblivious, at least according to the pact we made with my dad before we were allowed to take the wheel..Gingerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03488794307486861447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-12402440325366407012009-08-28T04:21:25.604-07:002009-08-28T04:21:25.604-07:00Popping in from Seattle to see you of course.
Lo...Popping in from Seattle to see you of course. <br /><br />Love this story! I remember getting my license...and having my mom take it away within one week for acquiring my first speedingn ticket. <br /><br />Big bday celebration next week! An early toast to you.JennyMachttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14594526663480442855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-79095109569262905782009-08-28T03:36:05.027-07:002009-08-28T03:36:05.027-07:00I remember the first time I took my drivers test. ...I remember the first time I took my drivers test. It immediately rolled two curbs and flunked. My dad was so PISSED. I bawled all the way home and he chain smoked.<br />Ahh...the memories of childhood.FranticMommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02885865040708603121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-77049864932226734612009-08-28T03:27:12.688-07:002009-08-28T03:27:12.688-07:00I didn't get my driver's license until I w...I didn't get my driver's license until I was 18. My boys won't either. Just my thing, but my parents were serious about it and I plan to be too. Pretty much everything else I'll probably waver, falter, and give in on eventually. But, not driving. No can do.Dumb Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00912124222427415284noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-68124595016465865532009-08-27T21:50:01.099-07:002009-08-27T21:50:01.099-07:00Are you sure the boyfriend was referring to a car?...Are you sure the boyfriend was referring to a car?Claudya Martinezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17034216831504207496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-1612803957274482422009-08-27T19:27:52.171-07:002009-08-27T19:27:52.171-07:00I took driver's ed, but I also had to log in t...I took driver's ed, but I also had to log in time with my parents (or another responsible driver, but really, who other than your parents will get into a car with a teen learning to drive?). I started out with my dad, but that only lasted one attempt. After that he told my mom that I would give him a heart attack. Mind you, he was a cop, so you'd think he would be used to bad driving. So, my mom was stuck with me. Poor lady. I'd just like to point out that I got 100% on my driving test, even though 20 years later I can guarantee that I CANNOT parallel park. <br /><br />P.S. My husband also celebrates his birthday month. It starts next Tues. Sigh...Gibbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04271264528110884129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-89113779598864432442009-08-27T17:16:41.142-07:002009-08-27T17:16:41.142-07:00Oh yeah, this is so familiar!
My driver's ed g...Oh yeah, this is so familiar!<br />My driver's ed guy was a coach so he treated us like we were football players. He'd call me by my last name, really LOUD.<br />Then he'd have us go last and me and my 2 other fellow driver's ed peeps, had to take him around to get his newspaper and pop.<br />The first time I drove was with my mom. I kept looking at the hood of the car.<br />My poor momma had to go get her blood pressure meds when we got home. : /Maceyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01405187347144334323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-37916856255512201872009-08-27T11:12:11.497-07:002009-08-27T11:12:11.497-07:00Great story....I am still scarred from driving wit...Great story....I am still scarred from driving with my father (who was Type A) shouting -- "clutch in, clutch in"<br /><br />Enjoy your birthday :DCarma Sezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01897159620671834070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-40499824532178949032009-08-27T08:46:24.046-07:002009-08-27T08:46:24.046-07:00we have birthday months in my neck of the woods. ...we have birthday months in my neck of the woods. i was reluctant to drive in driver's ed, i didnt take the DRIVING part of D.E. i moved back to AZ where it wasnt required. i was very okay with that, i couldnt stand the thought of driving judgement. so i taught myself slowly but surely. didnt get my licence until i was 19.. pathetic.. oh i was driving way before then, but again with the judgement thing..MaryRChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05885722336155612196noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-79859160698361671272009-08-27T08:25:54.525-07:002009-08-27T08:25:54.525-07:00Ha. Great trip down memory 'lane' (how app...Ha. Great trip down memory 'lane' (how appropriate) as usual. I love that you have such a great memory, literally. You always make me think of things I've forgotten all about! <br /><br />As usual, I want to share...Driving is the only thing that came naturally to me. The driver's ed teacher was sure I had been driving already. But I honestly had not. Because I was 14, yes 14, when I got my driver's license. Something about living in a farming community. (They've changed that law). No 14 year old is ready to drive. Other than me of course! I"m a great back seat driver too. Maybe the best.<br /><br />It is scary when your young ones are learning to drive; but it is so wonderful when they don't need you to drive them everywhere.<br /><br />:)Mama-Facehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17580875108645568975noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-45115771477084377282009-08-27T08:16:20.480-07:002009-08-27T08:16:20.480-07:00Such a perfect recount! Your way with words is won...Such a perfect recount! Your way with words is wonderful.~Kristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18206998657385911226noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-30564903860754983812009-08-27T07:23:41.764-07:002009-08-27T07:23:41.764-07:00Ah, a flashback to a time when "authority fig...Ah, a flashback to a time when "authority figures" did the dirty deed. By that I mean smoking. I distinctly remember having high school teachers who smoked. They're pretty difficult to find at Our Humble High School these days!Melissa B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/13172152515024862967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-5666982374279971992009-08-27T07:14:50.096-07:002009-08-27T07:14:50.096-07:00I didn't take drivers education until I was 17...I didn't take drivers education until I was 17, when all of my friends had their licenses already. But hey, by the time I got my license, most of them had one or two accidents under their belt, plus high insurance premiums.<br /><br />You win some, you lose some.Badass Geekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01030944236271663794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-2246050311185472082009-08-27T06:34:56.069-07:002009-08-27T06:34:56.069-07:00I had my license at age 15 (Louisiana - dumb rules...I had my license at age 15 (Louisiana - dumb rules) and I was sooooo not ready to drive. That became evident after a fender bender I received two weeks after the license. And my parents put me through a private driving school instead of the "joke" drivers ed program that our schools offered. You're right though - it's definitely a gradual process. <br /><br />Well it could be worse, right? Remember that movie "License to Drive" with Corey Haim? And Mercedes Lane? LOL! ;-)Mandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03345244543899178740noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-86437892782972073972009-08-27T06:28:54.439-07:002009-08-27T06:28:54.439-07:00My daughter just got her license and after one of ...My daughter just got her license and after one of my first "lessons" with her I told my husband, "Now I know why people drink and smoke!" Too hilarious!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-85752633417486166092009-08-27T06:12:56.807-07:002009-08-27T06:12:56.807-07:00Parallel parking still causes me to hyperventilate...Parallel parking still causes me to hyperventilate. And I would be okay if the automakers decided 'reverse' was a gear that was no longer necessary. ;)The Grown-Up Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14345769609538869681noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-14576912962139088832009-08-27T04:48:43.320-07:002009-08-27T04:48:43.320-07:00A disarmingly candid description. I’m reminded of ...A disarmingly candid description. I’m reminded of my first driving lessons – at the age of 25. My instructor, a woman, didn’t smoke, at least not in the car, but I could sense her rolling her eyes in despair a few times, and a few acerbic comments were allowed to slip past her lips.<br /><br />I’m pretty sure I’m a lousier driver than you too, though I am at least used to handling a stick.Simon Butlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16515986779205716110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-18478261028247771312009-08-27T03:57:58.917-07:002009-08-27T03:57:58.917-07:00YOU Tammy? I picture you being BORN with the abil...YOU Tammy? I picture you being BORN with the ability to drive anyting, and having a Harley by the time you were 16. (Of course, you would've come by it in a pirate trade or a high stakes poker game, and you'd've kept it hidden in a secret garden, all of which would've been revealed in your Thursday posts.)<br /><br />Birthday CAKE should definitely not be confined...<br /><br />(And the boyfriend may or may not have been using a euphemism.)Housewife Savanthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13276777227256457700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1058548553330112542.post-788282515645711862009-08-27T03:39:48.401-07:002009-08-27T03:39:48.401-07:00Oh Tammy, this was great!! Yes I am the mom of t...Oh Tammy, this was great!! Yes I am the mom of two new teen drivers, and my hair is getting more gray daily! <br />I was overjoyed to drive, it meant freedom, some real, some fantasized about. <br />It's funny to look back on when we were learning, and the fact that a teacher was actually smoking when you were driving seems so odd, but I know it happened............ah different times those were, and yes you should feel guilty over making him smoke so much!!LOLAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11129662082248482002noreply@blogger.com