This is Probably Why My Car Hates Me

Dear Everyone Who Has Ever Driven, Ever, Especially in My City,

In case you're a bit confused about the rules of the road, I thought I'd help you out.

If you're driving behind me, and I look in my rearview mirror, and all I see are headlights, you should probably not be quite so close to me. If I look in my mirror and CANNOT EVEN SEE YOUR HEADLIGHTS, you are way too freaking close to me. Back. Off. You're making me cry.

When a traffic light turns red, it means stop. It does not mean go really really slowly until it turns green again. Also, those white lines on the road? There for a reason. Stop behind it, not when your taillights are still just kind of shining light on it.

When a light turns yellow, you may be at the point where you can go through the light. However, if the light turns yellow and there are 4 cars in front of you, you should probably plan to stop. Yellow does not mean "Okay the next 7 vehicles can go through but I'm turning red just for kicks anyway."

If I'm driving 7 miles an hour over the speed limit and you fly by me, you had better have a woman giving birth in the back seat screaming "THE BABY IS CROWNING!"  Because if that's a regular habit, you're probably going to die soon. I'd prefer not to be taken with you.

Sincerely.

Oooh Pretty!

I studied abroad in London. I loved it. I really, really miss it.

I was supposed to spend a weekend visiting Paris, but due to unexpected jetlag to the extreme & the worst sinus infection I have ever had EVER, that didn't happen.

Paris, however, is apparently very "in." Because everywhere I go, there is Paris this and Paris that. Artwork & household decorations & such. I've been casing Hobby Lobby for London-themed artwork for a while. I like having a reminder of my time there. It makes me happy.

And yesterday, I found this:

I. Am. Excited.

Assuming I actually get some cleaning done, I've got a fun idea for decorating my desk space. If I like the way it looks, I'm more likely to actually use it, right?