This last weekend I went up to Madison to see my older sister perform in a play. She was fantastic--very funny, great accent, very quirky character. She commanded the stage.
The kids stayed home with my husband and I had a restful and fun weekend with my parents, my acting sister D., her husband D., my other sister S., and her husband T. We had adult conversations, ideas that flowed from one another and continued on to new ideas, times of quiet--you know, not-kids-times. I love my kids, but it was nice to have a break from the demanding nature of interested, active, energetic eating machines. You know a break, if you can get it, is nice every once in a while. Once a year is OK.
After the interesting weekend with my family, it was time to come home to my family.
I was driving along fine, going about 75 mph which put me right in the flow of traffic. Yes, I was going faster than the speed limit, but I was going with the flow. Except that this giant white Excursion came up on me in the center lane, of three lanes, and couldn't really go around--he couldn't find an opening. Instead, he tailgated me coming to within 2 feet of my bumpersticker filled bumper and just rode on my tail for a good long way. I didn't like it. I was shaking my head and telling him, in my car, to back the f*** off! He was a dangerous bully.
Finally, he found an opening and passed me on the right. As the grey haired man went by in his Excursion, he violently shook an angry fist at me because I had the absolute nerve to not go faster than I wanted to just because he was menacing me by tailgating.
A) Wave and smile!
B) Ignore him.
C) Shrug my shoulders.
D) Give him the finger...
Of those choices, what do you think you would have done?