My Sense of Humor

J always says I have a weird sense of humor and I'm sure he is right. All of us Fowler's seem to have a little different sense of humor. Today my car had to go into the shop so I dropped C and J off at school and drove "Big Red" to work today. I hate driving the truck, it is way too big for me. I prefer my short, small little car that I can zip around in. I think when I drive the truck I tend to go a little slower and don't accelerate quite as fast as I do in my car, but I still drive the speed limt. I was on my way back from getting the mail today and I was driving thru a school zone which is 20mph. I always slow down because I've seen several people stopped along that street. Once you get pass the school the limit goes up to 30mph. Big Red and I were puttering thru the school zone at 20mph when all of a sudden an Old Man in a white truck PASSED me. He looked over and gave me a dirty look. We still ended up at the Roundabout at the exact same time so he didn't gain anything. Every time I think about the look on his face when he passed me I laugh, like I was an Old Woman holding up traffic. I'm sure I'll be laughing about this for days, J on the other hand won't get why I'll still be laughing about this on Friday. You probably had to be there but it was the icing on my weird day.