No Mom talk Monday

No mom talk, Let me think about this one. This is always really hard for me but worth it in the end.
So this week I want to talk about………….birds chirping………….Today I will talk about …………man this is hard………….
Okay, okay for real I will talk about how I learned to drive. The first time I learned to drive. I was 16 and my boyfriend (
now husband) took me to a cemetery to drive his car. Let’s just say it did not go well. A year later I moved out on my own. Not just out on my own but 10 hours from home. I had bought myself a car and my mom drove it to my new home and left it for me.
A few days later I called my boyfriends mom to ask what time she was picking me up. She was going to take me driving so I could prepare for my license. She said she would see me in an hour. Thirty minutes later I should up in her drive way.
See there is something you do not know about me. I am a control freak. I decided when I hung up from talking to her that I would teach myself. I lived out in the country so I got in my car and slowly drove the back windy roads to her house.
So who taught you to drive and was it a pleasurable experience?
Pamela