The other day, I had to drive down the store on my own. Yes, I finally drove my car alone. Hubby was tired from work and napping and felt lazy to be with me on the car so I went to the store alone. I was a bit nervous knowing that anything can happen. I was a bit edgy knowing that I am driving on a “permit”. I was a bit jittery knowing that my car is new and I don’t wanna ruin it. But I was really really careful. I went to the store and back without a single scratch.
From this experience I was able to draw a conclusion that… I am better off driving on my own because Hubby’s bitching just doesn’t help me learn to drive well.
Now that it is already summer, I look forward to more outdoor activities. Last year Hubby and I enjoyed a lot of summer weekends gold panning, tourmaline hunting, mountain hiking and camping [sort of]. We usually planned to go camping because he loves the outdoors. I love the outdoors too but 
I am a rice-eater. Coming from the Philippines, I grew up eating rice… breakfast, lunch, dinner and even snack. Now, I am trying my best to turn into a potato-eater. My hubby grew up eating potatoes with all of his meals. He plans to turn into a rice-eater.
Being a teacher taught me a lot of lessons that I never learned when I was still a student, maybe because I was not paying attention to my teacher that time… maybe I was not interested to learn that time… or maybe I was not “into it” that time. I got a lot of destructions when I was a student. And my teachers were not helpful either.