July 29

      How I feel about my daughter getting her driver's license:

1. Thank the Baby Jesus! No more paper grading in a cold car, waiting on yet another self-important coach.  
2. Omigod, is she really old enough?
3. Omigod, am I old enough?
4. Think of what I'll do with all those extra minutes.
5. What the hell am I going to do with all those extra minutes?

    Here's what I did the night she drove away for the first time on her own:

1. Visited my parents.
2. Drank two glasses of very good homemade wine.
3. Cried--for the first time in two years--on my husband's shoulder.