I've decided to combine my Journal Jar blog with my family blog. So now every time I'm doing a Journal Jar post it will start with JJ.
I have been going through things in my house recently and I found an old notebook of mine. At the very back were two entries from 2004. I guess I started doing my Journal Jar back then and completely forgot. So today, I'm going to type out the answer to the question in the title. This was written on Jan 1, 2004.
I learned how to drive in 10th grade drivers ed. Believe it or not, I knew nothing before this. I didn't even know which pedal was the gas and which was the brake. There wasn't anything really memorable except that I failed drivers ed. By the time I failed I had a boyfriend who drove me everywhere so I didn't care if I got my license. When we broke up I was pregnant so my Mom drove me everywhere. After that I had a new boyfriend who I was engaged to and he drove me everywhere. (are you seeing a theme?) Finally, when we broke up Becky forced me to re-take the driving test and I passed! By then I was 18.
I do have one story from before I got my license. I remember going to Smith's with my brother Aaron and his friend Ben. They were trying REALLY hard to get me to drive home from Smith's in Aaron's car. And I REALLY didn't want to. I was crying in the parking lot because I was so nervous. I ended up driving home and everything was fine. But I hated them pushing me. Stupid older brothers.
I still don't like to drive. Tim almost always drives when we are together. And if I'm going with someone else I would much rather they drive than me.
I told this story to Tim tonight and his response? "That explains a lot." Really? Really?