Crow Pie, Crow Salad...

Capture one plump crow

You would think that I would love the taste of crow by now since I have had to eat my words many times. It's never pleasant - the whole chewing and swallowing of one's own

words. It doesn't matter how big one's mouth is - its still a tough swallow.

Let me explain: In Texas, parents can opt to teach their own child to drive. It is a "Parent Taught Driver's Ed" and I have always disagreed with it. These are the same parents who are most likely rude drivers themselves. Nothing like passing on the habit of flipping someone the bird when they cut you off. These are probably the same parents who cannot tell their children "NO," yet, they are being entrusted with my safety and everyone elses on the road.

I have often expressed my disapproval of this type of Driver's Ed over the regular class taught. Loudly. Stridently. Vociferously. Maybe even obnoxiously. I love the true Driver's Ed class. They scare the piss out of the kids by showing them horrific accident scenes. They put them on simulators where they get to experience running over a little girl on a tricycle. Good stuff. You see, I want my boys to take this priviledge seriously.

Bring water to a boil then add crow with a dash of salt

Seems middle son, who has turned 15, is extremely busy with sports and school, making it difficult to fit in the traditional class. We started to realize that Parent Taught Driver's Ed may be our only alternative.

Now it must be said, that this child would be my ONE who will listen to us. He is very conscientious and safety conscious. He is a good boy. If I truly thought he would be an ass behind the wheel then I would not do it.

Boil until soft, then allow to cool before cramming down throat

And, my husband has agreed to be his Parent/Teacher. Together they will do very well. My husband is all about Following The Rules. This is the man who flips on his turn signal to turn into our driveway when no one is on our street! He has received one ticket EVER in his life and it was for doing 45 in a 35 (hardly, a speed demon). Together, I think they will make a competent, safe, well-learned team.

As for me, I am hoping that none of my friend's find out.