December 9 09

This morning in the car on the way to school, after I assured a very nervous Isabella that hot dogs do not, in fact, come from actual dogs* and assuring her that we would find her a boyfriend named Zachary because that is her “most specialist name in the whole wide world,” a Cranberries song came on the radio. Linger. And then, all of a sudden, it’s Chicago, circa 1995 and  I am driving eight people in a Jeep that only fits five home (and I am actually pretty sure at least one of those eight people  is now a rabbi) from the Cranberries concert. It was pouring and we were eating copious amounts of these

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and fighting over radio stations. I was wearing Doc Martens and a giant denim shirt. I looked a little bit this.

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and was very cool. And wrote things like this in my yearbook….

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(CHANDLER BING IS MY HERO? WTF?)

And then, shabooyah, car accident the first. I panicked and hit the gas instead of the brake. Stupid pedals. Why do they have to be so bloody complicated? And you know what else is complicated? Having to explain to my mother that, alas, I had actually been lying when I told her “NO! Of course you don’t have to worry! Naomi’s mom is going to drive us to the concert AND she’s even going to pick us up! You can totally trust me!” Ahem. Teenagers.

Every time I hear the Cranberries, I remember that feeling. Of having to call my mother in Milwaukee. And explain to her that, well, that was not the first – nor the last – time that I lied to her. It was just the first time that I had gotten caught.

And every time I see a boat-esque blue Chevy Lumina, shabooyah, I am taken back to car accident the second, circa 2004. It was pouring and I was eating candy and I panicked and hit the gas instead of the brake on Bathurst Street in rush hour traffic. Stupid pedals. I remember that feeling. Of having to call my father-in-law and explain to him that I had busted up his car.

I never want to have to make phone calls like that again. I never want to feel like that again. This is why I no longer eat candy while driving. More dangerous than cell phones, I swear. And it’s also the reason that sometimes I drive like a grandmother. Don’t judge. Well, you can judge the giant denim shirt; just not the driving.

*Now that I think about it, it may have been a mistake to tell her that hot dogs actually come from cows. I smell some vegetarianism in her future.

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  1. Chandler should be everyone’s most admired person. :]

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    Comment by Jaime on December 9, 2009
  2. Every time I have a bite of fruit tart I remember the worst accident I was ever in, because I had just picked one up for a baby shower, and it was ruined in the wreck. My car was totaled, but I was worried about the tart.

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    Comment by Libby on December 9, 2009
  3. How can black hair be a pet peeve?

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    Comment by SciFi Dad on December 9, 2009
  4. I would leave a comment, but I’m going to have all my back hair removed through electrolysis first.

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    Comment by Avitable on December 9, 2009
  5. SciFi Dad – BACK hair. not bLack hair!! hahaha!

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    Comment by ali on December 9, 2009
  6. Whatever, ending sentences with prepositions is totally our thing! You love it!

    Um, my first accident, I drove a car through a fence. Into someone’s back yard.

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    Comment by Kristabella on December 9, 2009
  7. Could you BE any cuter? I don’t think so. (Hee)

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    Comment by Angella on December 9, 2009
  8. Luckily, the only time I’ve ever been in car accidents, they haven’t been my fault. In fact, I’ve managed two accidents where my car was in park and had people back into me. And both of those accidents were on the same corner in Cartersville… though only one was a drunk man leaving a Waffle House (my car wasn’t even on at the time)…

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    Comment by Darcey on December 9, 2009
  9. I had you at “She never mentions the word addiction…”
    .-= Giblet´s last blog ..Mexican Meatball Soup =-.

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    Comment by Giblet on December 9, 2009
  10. hahahaha love it. Isabella is too cute!

    I love that she wants a man with her special name… totally makes sense to me!

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    Comment by Bronnie on December 9, 2009
  11. Chandler Bing?

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    Comment by mamatulip on December 9, 2009
  12. Oh my gosh, I have also gotten into a car accident because I was eating candy!

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    Comment by Anna on December 9, 2009
  13. Jaysus I didn’t know The Cranberries were known in America. Chandler Bing…thats hilarious!!
    .-= J from Ireland´s last blog ..Christmas Preparations =-.

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    Comment by J from Ireland on December 9, 2009
  14. I LOVE CHANDLER BING! He is my most favouritist person everrrr. :D
    .-= Cassie´s last blog ..Bring it on, mother nature! =-.

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    Comment by Cassie on December 9, 2009
  15. oh, my dear, you are adorable!

    for me, I’d replace the “back hair” with “back fat”… ech!

    love it when songs can bring you back to old times.

    And please tell Isabella that I love the name Zachary too. :)

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    Comment by Nenette on December 10, 2009
  16. Love that your most admired person is Chanler Bing! And I have to admit I had to read your pet peeves twice (okay three times but who’s counting…) I didn’t notice the comma and I wondered where you lived that you knew of Chicagoans with back hair that wanted you to come with them to taste bad things…..

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    Comment by Heather on December 10, 2009
  17. loved the cranberries. we used to sing “pretty” to each other. ahhh… the days of high school. then zombie came out and was a little out there for me.

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    Comment by sweet cheek's mom on December 10, 2009
  18. I’m just waiting for the giant denim shirt and doc martins to come back, yo. I STILL GOTS EM.

    ANd Chandler. I know, babe. It was the 90′s…

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    Comment by Mrs. Flinger on December 10, 2009
  19. Ooooh…I still adore Chandler Bing!!

    My giant denim shirt hangs in my closet, waiting to come back in style!!

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    Comment by Wife and Mommy on December 10, 2009
  20. CHANDLER BING IS YOUR HERO?

    I have to rethink our relationship.

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    Comment by slynnro on December 10, 2009
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