And Eve’s Eyes Were Opened

I was driving in the rain the other day and experiencing hydroplaning to a higher degree for the first time. I find it easier to give sound effects when in moments like these, so saying things like, “Oh my!” or screaming is not a sign of an occurring problem; it is simply me expressing myself. But when I realized I might be scaring my passenger beside me I decided it probably wasn’t a good idea.

Actually, my sister Sierra was handling it with a surprising amount of ease.

I’ve also decided that since I started driving I have become more paranoid than I used to be. I think it’s because I suddenly realize that it does in fact take time to stop the car, once brake pressure has been applied, and that things happen quickly on the road and you don’t always have time to react. Knowledge is wonderful, but there was something nice about being ignorant. Like Eve before she ate the fruit.    

Talking about fruit, my other sister once pinned a bunch of fig leaves to her clothes (completely brilliant idea) for a Halloween party at AWANA (for all of you who don’t know what that is…it’s okay. It’s not detrimental) and came as Eve. I wanted to come as David, dancing before the Lord, but I couldn’t find a linen ephod.

Leanne

P.S. My mom has an imaginary brake on her side of the car. I think I might have one too, depending on how oblivious to the road you seem.