Pure as the driven snow....on the other side of the flag

This week was BFFfromHSs birthday.  I posted an adolescent photo of the two of us on Facebook, and the conversation flowed.  Questions from Are you still BFFs? to conjecture about how wild our teenage years might have been.  Truth is, we were good kids.  Mostly.  Although we did tell that photographer that we were sisters.  No, not step sisters.  Yes, same parents.  The poor guy was still scratching his head when we left, given that we couldn't look more opposite if we tried.  Then, there might have been one incident where we drank at a friend's party and BFFfromHS threw up in my bed (haven't I told this story before?).  My mom was vigilant about looking for hangover clues the morning after any event I attended.  So, in order to avoid suspicion, I drank the water I was craving only when I was in the bathroom.  Under her cynical (but clearly accurate) scrutiny, I ate her rich, cream-laden biscuits and gravy with grease-dripping bacon as my pounding head and rollercoaster nausea reminded me of my virgin drinking skills. 

These days, I consider myself a rule follower.  -ish.  I pay bills on time.  I reuse grocery bags.  I know that handicapped parking places are only for those people with the blue hangy thing on their mirror.  I don't cheat on taxes.  I never have more than my 15 item limit in the express line at the grocery.  I only use the left lane for passing (okay, that's a lie).  I use my blinkers ALL the time (total lie)!  And I never tell people that I don't want to talk to, that my phone only has 2% battery left (you're wondering if that's a lie, aren't you???).

A few years ago I went snowmobiling in the Rockies with a friend.  The "safe" area was clearly marked with signs and flags, but juussssssssttttt on the other side of the flags the snow was so fresh, and pretty, and untouched!  And trust me, it was awesome!  So I got stuck a time or two!  It was worth the look of horror on my rule-following friend's face, to blow past the caution flag over to the area where no man had gone before.  I'm still here to write about it, so no harm no foul, right?

I'll admit I all out blow through yellow lights.

When I'm about to be put into the black hole of automated phone systems, I press '2' for Spanish, because those people know English too.

I leave my Outlook out-of-office message on through the morning after I return from vacation, so people don't bombard me on my first day back.

I set my cruise control to 79mph, thinking that no cop is going to pull me over for being 4mph over the speed limit.  I smile a little when I do this.


Maybe I'm more of a rule bender...

 

 

With Faith, ~Shugie