Driving in California

I just had my first driving experience in San Diego. Way different than the snail-paced roads of Kansas City. I was so nervous I broke out in hives.

Right before I left, Mike (my husband) said, "Call me if you need help."

I was like, "No. You don't want me calling you. Because that will mean something's wrong."

Since nothing went wrong, I'm not calling him. He'll be so proud.