January 5, 2015 at 7:42 am
It was probably a bit crazy to drive from North Carolina to Indiana by myself in a day, but I managed to make it both ways with only one of my toes going slightly numb. Normally I fly back home for the holidays, but I decided to drive this last year for several reasons:
1) I was spoiled by flying first class for Thanksgiving and the idea of stuffing myself into an economy seat was more depressing than the idea of stuffing myself into my Saturn.
2) When I looked at the number of rewards I’d earned at The Fast Park over the past few years, I realized my car has spent over two months parked at the airport. I thought parking it in Indiana would be a nice change. But isn’t it weird to think I’ve spent two months of rent on an empty apartment?
3) Gas prices were so cheap that I was able to make the round trip for only $79.87. Why yes, I do keep meticulously obsessive records. Want to see my spreadsheet?
June 8, 2014 at 4:44 pm
Photo by j-ster / by BY-NC-SA 2.0
I was almost killed on the highway this week.
I was driving in the right-hand lane of I-40/I-85 doing the speed limit in attempt to avoid the crazy, madcap maneuvers that transpire constantly on this four-lane highway. Suddenly the driver of a white sedan two lanes over seemed to realize he was about to miss his exit, so he swerved across several lanes of traffic on a direct collision course for me. Why go to the next exit and turn around when you could endanger the lives of everyone on the road instead, right? I jerked the steering wheel to the right, slammed on my brakes, and somehow managed to barely end up on the exit ramp he’d been aiming for, though I’d traveled way outside the painted lines. I didn’t check, but I’m fairly certain I left skid marks on the road.
How did we avoid a collision? I do not know. If I’d been fiddling with my MP3 player at the time, we probably would have crashed. Thankfully I […]
June 16, 2012 at 4:08 pm
Whenever I see a sign like this, I want to give someone a fist bump. I blame the Obamas.
November 1, 2011 at 4:21 pm
Photo by Wonderlane / by CC BY 2.0
A few minutes ago I was walking out of Ace Hardware carrying a replacement air filter for the one I hadn’t changed in, um, over a year. (I like my air dusty!) That’s when I saw the green van creeping down the aisle of the parking lot and the white car slooooooowly backing toward the van’s side door. I cringed and stopped right in the middle of the road (real smart, Jennette), hoping the white car would stop, stop, PLEASE STOP! Then I heard that familiar CRUNCH sound like an aluminum can being squashed. (Yeah, it was all too familiar. Blame my 17-year-old self. And my 29-year-old self, too.)
It’s rather horrible to know something bad is about to happen but to have no way of stopping it. I really feel for people in movies about time travel who can’t stop airplane crashes or the deaths of loved ones. I guess they can’t stop minor fender benders either or stop you from misplacing your keys.
When the driver of […]
May 23, 2011 at 7:35 am
I drove up and down the east coast of this fine continent last weekend to attend the FitBloggin’ conference in Baltimore. It was a weekend for superlative moments, that’s for sure, which is why I made a list of them.
The most it’s-a-small-world-moment
This conversation with Skinny Emmie:
JenFul: Where are you from?
Skinny Emmie: Lexington, Kentucky
JenFul: I lived there when I was at the University of Kentucky!
Skinny Emmie: I went to UK, too!
JenFul: Did you live in a dorm?
Skinny Emmie: Yes, Boyd Hall.
JenFul: SHUT THE FRONT DOOR! *I* lived in Boyd Hall. What years?
Skinny Emmie: I started in 1999.
JenFul: GET OUT! I lived there from 1998-2000.
Skinny Emmie: No way!
JenFul: We lived in the same dorm at the same time! I was on the second floor.
Skinny Emmie: I was on the fourth! Do you know So Anne So?
JenFul: I went to high school with So Anne So!
We also figured out that we were both getting fat off of the same selection of Ben & Jerry’s available at the Blazer Xpress at the same time. And she ran out of […]