Written for Song Lyric Sunday –
“In from the Cold”.
This is my response to the challenge.
Tag: Driving
Respect: Inspired by My Mother
Written for MLMM Monday Wordle #459.
Our twelve prompt words are shown below.
Here’s where they took me. Thanks, Di!
beam, cherished, dark, duplicated, dusted, final,
insult, left, reminiscent, right, top, and world
RDP Friday: annoy
Today at RDP, we are asked to share a story,
Β poem, photo, painting, essay, etc., focusing
on the word βannoyβ. Hereβs my take.
I’d Be Lost Without It!
Written for Friday Faithfuls
where the theme is βGetting
More Out Of Your Phoneβ.
This Or That
Written for Kymber Hawkeβs Get To Know You #45.
Here are her three questions and my three answers.
Finally Sixteen
Shweta is our host for the Saturday Six Word Challenge – #114.
This weekβs prompt word is βfreedomβ. Here is my 6 word story.
On the Corner of Elm and Poplar
Written for Kevinβs No Theme Thursday 10.31.24.
Weβre offered incredibly creative images to inspire
and get our writing juices flowing. This is my story.
On The Road Again

Six weeks after my spinal fusion surgery I have been given the all clear to start driving again! Woot woot! π₯³
This is very exciting news for me; however, some people may feel differently knowing I’m back on the road. Well, you’ve been warned! Just saying. π
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Author’s Note: Kidding aside, I am so grateful to be doing this well after major surgery. Both Bill and I are delighted with our new-found freedom; he’s been my chauffeur for the past six weeks. I’m really an excellent driver and in the 53 years I’ve been driving, I have never gotten a moving violation (and it’s not because the police have been unable to catch me!). π
This is “I Can’t Drive 55″ by Sammy Hagar
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Desert Sky
Written for The New, Unofficial, On-Line Writerβs Guild.
This week the three prompts for OLWG #368 – We Both Know
are (1) an old Patti Smith song, (2) need more blue in the shadows
and (3) when I left El Paso. Here is my first story for OLWG.

Jenna pulled off the long empty stretch of highway and killed the engine. The view of the desert skyline was too stunning for words. She stepped out of the car and leaned against the door, the hot sun beating down on her face and shoulders. The late afternoon sky was intense, deeply saturated with shades of cerulean, and Jenna smiled. As a fledgling artist, she always found fault with her own artwork, declaring the colors βlacklusterβ; she was more at home with a camera than a paint brush. Natureβs palette didnβt need more blue in the shadows cast by the sun or more green in the desert grass. It was perfection.
Easing her way back into the driverβs seat, Jenna caught a glimpse of herself in the rearview. The delicate gold chain with the heart from Miguel was dazzling in the desert sun. Jenna lifted the heart to lips and closed her eyes.
Reaching for her cell phone, Jenna snapped a photo of the desert and sent it to Miguel; then she called him. After three rings, her call went to voice mail. Jenna didnβt care; the time was right. She left a message:
βHey, babe! Can you guess where I am from the photo I sent? In an hour Iβll be home. Home. Just saying the word fills my heart with joy. When I left El Paso, I had no idea the photo shoot would keep me away so long. I miss you so much, mi amor. I canβt wait to be in your arms once again! I love you, papi.β
Jenna pushed the engine button and started heading home. About ten minutes into her drive, she hear the familiar strains of an old Patti Smith song coming from her phone β¦ Miguelβs personal ringtone. She pulled over to read the message:
βJenna, mi amor! Iβve waited this long. Whatβs another hour? Te amo!β
Smiling at the sight of the desert sky in her rearview, Jenna hurried home β¦ home to Miguel.
NARΒ©2024
This is βDancing Barefootβ by Patti Smith
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Driving Lessons

βDanielle wants to learn how to drive, Bobβ
βDonβt look at me, Helen. Last year’s lessons with Vanessa nearly put me over the edge.β
βWell, I canβt do it! Ever since Marcia Morelli snatched that promotion for Real Estate Agent of the Year away from me, Iβm spending all my time at work playing catch up.β
βThatβs not my problem, Helen. Anyway, I signed on to coach Brandonβs baseball team this season, remember?β
βOh, cry me a river, Bob! Youβre the one who took an early retirement; your schedule is much more flexible than mine.β
βThatβs right, I retired so I could do things I enjoy like playing golf and going fishing. Itβs important to stay mobile after retirement so we donβt become dust in the wind.β
βWell, if you canβt do it and I canβt do it, why donβt we get Vanessa to teach Danielle how to drive?β
βAre you out of your mind, woman! Vanessaβs been driving less than a year. She canβt take Danielle out driving! Can you imagine the mayhem when those two hit the streets?β
βAt least Iβm making suggestions, Bob. All youβre doing is justifying why you canβt do it.β
βOh, Helen, save your breath and donβt look at me with such contempt. Iβm right and you know it. I wonβt idly sit by and watch both our daughters driving without an adult in the car. Itβs out of the question.β
βYou wonβt? Oh, thatβs wonderful, Bob! I knew youβd come around!β
βNow hold on there, Helen. I didnβt agree to anything.β
βWhy, sure you did, Bob. You said you wouldnβt sit idly by while the girls are driving around without an adult in the car.β
βBut I didnβt meanβ¦..β
βLook at it this way, Bob. Danielle is used to being driven everywhere she goes. If you donβt teach her how to drive, youβll just have to drive here wherever she wants to go. Iβd say this is a win/win situation.β
βAnd how do you figure that, Helen?β
βSimple! By giving Danielle driving lessons, youβll be doing your part to keep our insurance rates down, youβll be able to coach Brandon’s baseball team and still have time to do the things you enjoy and you wonβt turn into dust in the wind. And all it takes is just one daily one-hour driving lesson! Youβre a genius, Bob!β
βI am? Yeah, I guess I am. Hey! Wait just a gosh darn minute, Helen!β
NARΒ©2024
This is Kansas with βDust In The Windβ
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”PETAL” TO THE METAL
Rochelle at Friday Fictioneers is challenging us
once again with a very unusual photo prompt!
This is my 100 word response to her challenge.

Dad never learned to drive so mom had to take matters into her own hands.
She got her driverβs license in 1957 at age 40. Oh, sheβd driven a bit when she was younger but women drivers in the 30s and 40s was unheard of.
Her first car was a Studebaker Golden Hawk and she ran that thing into the ground, literally.
One blindingly sunny day with the pedal to the metal, mom drove off the road, smashed into the cemetery and dug up a few floral arrangements along the way.
The old Golden Hawk. May she rest in peace.
NAR Β© 2023
100 Words
This is Drive, She Said with βPedal to the Metalβ
HIGHWAY STAR
Sadje at Sunday Poser # 97 asks the question of the week: “What’s your driving style?’

Based on my driving record β only one moving violation in 45 years β Iβd say Iβm a very good driver. I love to drive and do all the driving. I hate the way Bill drives and he knows it; too heavy on the brake and the choppy ride makes me car sick. Iβm a much better driver than I am a passenger. π₯΄
There isnβt much on the road that scares me but I donβt like those huge car carriers. Iβm sure the cars are securely locked into place but Iβm always thinking βWhat if one slides off right into traffic or the carrier topples over?β Some of those transport drivers are really hauling ass and you can see them swaying back and forth. One jerk of the steering wheel and WATCH OUT!! What a horror show that would be! π³ The best thing for me to do is pass them as safely and quickly as I can and put them behind me. There are a lot of people who are hesitant to pass trucks and buses but Iβm not. Iβd rather be in front of them and as far away as possible. I like seeing where Iβm going when Iβm driving, not staring at the back of some big rig not knowing when it may suddenly STOP! π
There’s another thing Iβm not crazy about and that’s night driving. Bright headlights coming in the opposite direction cause me to squint and tense up, giving me a headache and making for an unpleasant ride. On the other hand driving on a dark country road with no streetlights β just my headlights β can be stress-inducing; encountering a deer in the road is no joke. Itβs kind of freaky when itβs so hard to see, youβre not even sure if your own lights are on! π¦
As long as I’m talking about pet peeves, let’s discuss another thing that gets on my nerves. Where we live we’re allowed to turn right at a red light unless there’s a sign forbidding it.π¦ It’s convenient and saves time; you just stop, make sure it’s safe to turn and go. There’s no law that says you have to turn right on red but it’s awfully rude for the people waiting to turn if the driver in front refuses to do so. What are these non-turners so afraid of? I don’t understand why they insist on waiting for the light to change to green before turning but I don’t honk them; I just sit and stew, quietly cursing them out. π€¬
When Iβm driving around town running errands etc., Iβm very cautious, especially if the grandkids are in the car with me. There are a lot of cars out and about these days and sometimes it feels like Iβm driving in an obstacle course. Besides, you never know when a little kid will dart out into the street. Thereβs a great sign Iβve been seeing around lately; it says βDrive like your kids live hereβ. Now that drives the message home, doesnβt it? π« (no pun intended). It’s important to drive carefully in town but there’s such a thing as driving too slow and Iβm not very patient with the slowpokes. π Sometimes being too slow is as dangerous as being too fast.
When Iβm driving on the highway I admit I tend to drive fast but Iβm not reckless and Iβm in total control at all times. I don’t fiddle with the radio πΆ or eat π or talk on the phone π² when I’m driving. I just mind my own business and keep up with the flow of traffic. Frequently youβll see some big-shot highway stars changing lanes, speeding and weaving in and out of traffic. π Where are they going thatβs so important anyway? However, if someone is going too slow, Iβve been known to tailgate and that makes Bill jittery. π΅βπ« He always says, βIf I see brake lights up ahead and I donβt feel like weβre slowing down, I get nervous.” I can see his foot automatically reaching for the invisible brake by his left foot while his right hand is clutching the door, white knuckles showing. I know what I’m doing but if anyone is nervous while I’m driving, it’s time to slow down and take their feelings into account. I want my passengers to be comfortable, not on edge.
Bill is absolutely right, of course, and I will never fault him for reminding me to back off or slow down. Ever since our major accident more than 20 years ago, I canβt blame him. That was a freak accident and a harrowing experience. If youβd care to read about it, hereβs the link: https://theelephantstrunk.org/2021/12/21/a-roll-of-the-dice/.
Aside from that major accident, I’ve been involved in two minor incidents: on two separate occasions I was rear-ended by school buses on the first day of school in the rain at the exact same location! π What are the odds of that happening? It’s rather mind- boggling! π€― There are few things scarier than looking up at your rearview mirror and seeing a large vehicle barreling down on you. Oh, I forgot to mention the time I was rear ended by some asshole who hit me while I was stopped at a red light. It was a quiet street with no one around, no witnesses. After this idiot hit me, I pulled off to the right to check for damages and he pulled a U-turn and took off! Nice, right? π‘ What’s with all the rear-ending? That’s why Bill warns me about tailgating.
Cars these days come equipped with some amazing features and I make full use of them. I would be lost (literally) without my GPS π€·πΌββοΈ; when I have no idea where I’m going, it’s very reassuring to have a kind voice giving me step by step directions. There’s also the backup camera which is invaluable; I don’t know how I drove for so long without one. The lights on the sideview mirrors which flash and beep when it’s unsafe to change lanes are very helpful, too, especially to warn you about those drivers who love to hide in your blindspot.
Iβm not a risk-taker when Iβm driving but at the same time if Iβm stuck in a jam and I see a way I can safely get myself out of it, I’ll go for it. Getting behind the wheel of a car is a huge leap of faith; we never know what the other guy is gonna do β intentionally or not. There are so many things that can go wrong. Iβve heard itβs safer to fly in a plane than it is to drive a car; I guess I believe that but I feel a whole lot better on solid ground than up in the sky. βοΈ
Drive safely, my friends, and watch out for those rear-enders! They’re a real pain in the ass! π³
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