I Desire (And Require!) a Spire When Parenting Gets Dire . . . So I Don’t Expire!

There are many parenting moments when receiving notifications on when and how to breathe are not just helpful, they are downright essential. Teaching my 16-year old daughter to drive is definitely one of them.

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She’d prefer I don’t speak of this experience with anyone she knows. You’re not acquainted with my daughter, but if she happens to run into you (Don’t worry — I mean like on foot, let’s say in a store or a restaurant!) please immediately state the following, “Hi young lady! I haven’t heard a thing about that smashed-in parking attendant booth.” Thank you in advance for respecting her privacy.

First lemme just say I would love to meet the lawmaker who decided that someone who gets acne, oily hair, Drama Queen Awards, collects Hello Kitty stickers, and will still admit she used to be on “Team Edward” as well as being prone to fits of giggles when I show her the movie, “Terms of Endearment” is the correct age to plunk down in the driver’s seat of my Toyota.

I was thinking of skipping the Driving-Right-of-Passage thing completely and just sending her to college in NYC, hoping she’d eventually get married and settle down blissfully on the subway system.

But somehow, she managed to pass the Online Driver’s Education course with flying colors. Notice I didn’t say with “driving” colors. Nevertheless, I took a deep breath (Thank you, Spire!) and took her out in my car to see what we were dealing with here. 86 supportive Spire notifications later, I booked her with a professional Driver’s Training School instead.

Yesterday the man showed up, took her out, and returned in 45 minutes flat, asking for $500 dollars, three Tylenols and to borrow my Spire for her next lesson. Then he said he was going to have a root canal in a local bowling alley. Basically, he needed to do something less stressful than driving with my daughter down the quiet side streets of our neighborhood. And remember his car had TWO brake pedals.

I decided to give my daughter a few tips that helped me become a great driver. You know, those subtle nuances of driving that nobody else can teach you?

 

Driving Guidelines You Must Learn On Your Own:

1. In a left-hand-yield turn lane (without the green arrow to help you know when it’s safe to turn) do not succumb to the pressure of that man behind you who incessantly honks and yells, “Will you go already, you stupid dame!” while checking which way the wind is blowing with his middle finger.

2. Leave one car length between you and the vehicle in front of you for every 10 miles-per-hour you’re traveling. A good rule of thumb is if you can finish singing the chorus of, “It’s All About the Bass” before you rear-end the car in front of you, you’re fine.

3. When other drivers let you cut in front of them, be sure and give them “The Hand.” You know, that little gesturing wave that says, “Thank you for not being a jerk like everyone else on the road and letting me in because you’re obviously a mother yourself and can understand what it’s like when you almost miss your exit and are late for your therapy session.”

4. Don’t toot your horn in rhythms that sound suspiciously like Donna Summer’s “Bad Girls” or the beginning of Michael Jackson’s “Beat It.”

5. Don’t memorize the eye chart at the DMV
because you think you’ll look old(er!) in glasses.

6. We don’t call it “your blind Spot” anymore. But be careful of your “sight impaired spot,” because you have several!

7. Whenever you have the inclination to make an illegal u-turn, it’s a sign that you have lots of regrets in your life. So just make another appointment with that nice therapist.

8. Keep important documents like proof of insurance and registration in an envelope clearly marked, “These are not fast food coupons, notes for future Spire blogs or super flattering selfies taken at stoplights that don’t show your crow’s feet.”

9. Don’t call AAA auto club, crying about locking your keys in the car more than once a week
. If you do, make up a new last name. We’ve already used up our quota for that particular issue thru the year 2022.

10. Don’t trust the little dashboard gauge that says you can drive five more miles before running out of gas.
I’ve called the Toyota dealer and made them admit a practical joker engineer designed that. Also ignore the funny-looking symbols that light up for no apparent reason at various mysterious times of driving. Those were programmed in by the author of the car manufacturer’s manual in the hopes his “book” would become a best-seller.

Car_symbols

The author of the Car Manufacturer’s Manual also loves Exclamation Points!!!!!!!!!

11. Remember the acronym “A COMB AND BRUSH” which stands for, “Always Call On Mom Before Arriving Near Dangerous Boys Rarely Using Safety Harnesses.” If it’s too late for that and you’ve already hit the handsome parking lot attendant, simply remember what McDonalds claims to use in their Fillet-O-Fish. COD. (Call On Dad!)

Me: OK, that’s it, sweetheart. What do you think?

Daughter: Don’t worry, Mom. When we’re done with me, I can save my allowance and we’ll get you some driving lessons too.

Which parenting experiences have you been grateful that Spire has seen you through?

 

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