Chincoteague and Carsley Giveaway Winner!!

Carsley and Lil' Mootz finally picked a winner:



The McGriff's at McGriff Adventure!



Congrats!

Checking In From Chincoteague

So perhaps it wasn't the most brilliant move on my part to start a commenting contest the week I wasn't going to be blogging. Hmmm...oh well. Just a quick reminder, I do have to keep track of the comments myself since there is still no widget (*sigh*) to do it for me. I'll catch up with that when we get home next week. We haven't drawn the winner yet for the Carsley and Chincoteague giveaway yet. I know, poor move on my part again. But we'll get to it before the end of the week because there is a MASSIVE rum cake sitting in the kitchen with one of you-all's name on it.

I'll write a much more detailed vacation happenings post next week, but for now I'll leave you with some pics from the past two days.

Lil' Mootz all ready for the bike ride through Assateague.




Flooding after this afternoon's storm.


Lil' Mootz and Aunt Carsley having a grand ol' time!

Lil' Mootz's 8 Month TC Contest: July 27 - August 27

It's that time again! Time for Lil' Mootz's Top Commenter of the Month Contest!

This month's contest runs from July 27 at 12:01AM to August 27 at 11:59PM.

And what awesome prize will this month's top commenter win?

Lil' Mootz knows one of his momma's favorite meals is tomato soup with a grilled cheese sandwich, so he's giving away a Soup and Sandwich Ceramic Tray Duo from Uncommon Goods.


And because we all love a perfectly toasted cheese sandwich he's also throwing in Toaster Bags from AlwaysBrilliant.com.


If you forget the rules you can check them out here.

Happy commenting!

A Little Bit of Randomness Before Vacation

We're leaving for vacation tomorrow! Woo-hoo! And Carsley gets here tomorrow! Double woo-hoo!

Just a few things:

The Chincoteague and Carsley Giveaway ends today! I'll have Carsley pick a name tomorrow once we get settled in. In only seems fitting that Carsley draws the name while we're in Chincoteague, right? I'm taking the computer with me, so I'll post the winner as soon as I can.

Also, Lil' Mootz's Monthly Top Commenter contest begins tomorrow!! I'll post details tomorrow. This month's prize is a good one. I'm already jealous of the winner because it's totally a prize I want.

Did I mention I got a new toy? Not necessarily specifically for this vacation, but it'll come in handy.
I love playing with it. I feel all cool when it's set up and is all, "Turn left in .2 miles at Main Street." I'm very excited to use it tomorrow.

Head on over to i love the way she blogs for my most recent post about April Showers Blog Design!

And finally, why do stores stop selling summer things in the middle of summer? I realize parents and students want to get a jump on buying fall items for school (which doesn't start for at least a whole month, so way to be overly prepared), but some of us still live in the present and want flip flops and summer dresses right now. By the time Lil' Mootz is old enough for school I'm going to be doing his fall school shopping in February.

I hope everyone has a great weekend and an awesome next week!

Does This Make Me Look Fat?

The answer is, unfortunately, yes.

Twice this week I had someone make a comment about me being pregnant. Did you get that? Twice.


Once-
Me: I'll take a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.
My mom laughs at me.
Me: What?! It's what I'm hungry for.
Cashier: You mean what the baby is hungry for.
Me: What?
Cashier pointing to my stomach: The baby.
Me: No, I'm not pregnant.

Twice-
I can't remember the exact conversation, but it once again involved a cashier pointing at my stomach and asking about "the baby."

And to think I was feeling pretty good this week because I lost two pounds. HA!

Now you'll have to excuse me. I'm going to go throw up the ten grapes that I had for dinner. If anyone sees my self-esteem can you please feed it some non-fat zero calorie water to perk it up a bit and send it home. Thanks.



Buy the t-shirt here.

Obama Says, "Made You Look!"

So did anyone else NOT fall over in shock when it was announced that even MORE troops would be sent to Afghanistan.

I find it (almost) funny that one of the reasons Obama was elected President was because he promised to end the war, bring our troops home, and improve the economy by decreasing our debt.

So he moves the troops out of Iraq (despite an increase in violence), sends more troops into another violent country, and of course, all this costs us even more money.

Yep. Great. I'd say, "Way to keep the campaign promises," but really, I'm so not surprised.

My Grandparents

I love my grandparents. I hope Lil' Mootz loves his grandparents one day as much as I love mine.

My grandparents are exactly the same to me now as they were when I was a kid. They still spoil me the only way grandparents can spoil grandchildren. I'm still a little girl to them and I still feel like a little girl when I'm around them.

My Grandma and Pap are the quintessential young-at-heart grandparents. I can't imagine them ever getting old. I guess they are older, but they're not old. You would never guess their ages by looking at them and seeing them do the things they do. The memories I have of my grandparents are some of my most precious memories.



For birthdays my grandma would take me shopping. We would go to Toys R Us or a department store and she would set me loose. I did have a spending limit, but it was still a fun shopping spree. I could get whatever I wanted. I remember coming home with bags full of toys or clothes. There are still shopping trips that aren't in celebration of a birthday when my grandma will let me pick out some clothes. My mom and sister aren't very patient shoppers. They like to get in and get out, whereas I like to browse and hunt and try things on. I'm like my grandma, so we're excellent shopping buddies.

My pap would play games with me. We would play Memory, Chinese Checkers, Don't Spill the Beans, Alphabet Soup (I think), and probably a dozen other games that I can't remember. He tried to teach me to play chess once, but that didn't go over so well. I'm not a chess player. His nickname for me when I was little was Munchkin. I can remember sitting with him in his recliner and watching TV and I can still hear him saying, "Hey, Munchkin."

I have dozens more memories of them. Some of my favorites are...

They were the first ones to take me to the beach. Chincoteague, actually. And until I was 13ish, maybe, every summer we would go to Chincoteague. My pap had a boat, so we would go out and crab and fish. Down the road from the Anchor Inn (the motel we always stayed at), there was a go-cart place and we would race go-carts and take rides on the ponies.

I remember staying over at their house for a night. Getting to sleep over at their house was always a treat. They would sit in their recliners and I would lay on the couch and we would watch late night TV, specifically "Night Court." One of the sounds that will always remind me of the times I've spent with my grandparents is the NBC chimes.



Every Christmas, up until a few years ago, Meg and I would help my pap decorate their Christmas tree. We would put in the CD "A Very Special Christmas" and dance and sing incredibly loudly and very badly. We had such a blast and at the end of the night my grandparents had a beautifully decorated Christmas tree.

There are just so many times I can remember spending with them. Seafood picnics, family reunions, birthdays, holidays...

For Easter we would have an egg hunt at their house. During Thanksgiving we had a kids table because my grandparents' dining room wasn't big enough for everyone. My pap dressed up as Santa one year and my mom woke Meg and I up in the middle of the night so we could peek out and see Santa eating the cookies and milk we had set out.

Every Spring Break during college I spent down in Florida with them. My grandma would take me shopping and my pap would take me out on the boat fishing. Every night we would either go out to eat or we would get fried chicken from the grocery store.

I could just go on with long stories and short tid-bits.

My grandparents have a huge part in my life. I can't imagine my life without them.

I see my pap every day at work and I see my grandma at least once a week. She babysits Lil' Mootz on Mondays, so I usually stay and have dinner with them. I'm so glad Lil' Mootz is getting to spend time with them. I know they absolutely adore him and they love playing with him and talking to him. Lil' Mootz, of course, loves the attention.

I hope when Lil' Mootz is grown up, he can look back and remember his grandparents the way I remember mine. I hope he has hundreds of memories that include his Mimi and Pap-Pap and Grammy and Pappy and Pappy Caz.

I can't begin to tell you how grateful I am to have the amount of time I have had with my grandparents. I know many people aren't that lucky, for various reasons. I had so much time with them and I still have so much time left with them. They are two of the most amazing people and they're my grandparents. They've given me so many things: gifts, wonderful memories, much needed advice, their time, and most importantly, their love.

A Tale of Good And A Tale of Evil (Bubbles)

I think my pups saved Lil' Mootz's life the other day.

Lil' Mootz was in his Pack N' Play on Friday while I was cleaning. He had a few toys with him and a blanket. He had been sleeping, but I heard him up scrunching around. Since he had been in the PNP for awhile I really didn't think anything of it, mainly because he can't get into anything he isn't supposed to when he's "caged" in.

I was in the kitchen when I heard Sarge, our Chihuahua start to whine. I looked over and he was pacing back and forth between the PNP and the kitchen door so he could look at me. Then I saw Pip, our Pom, and she started whining too and she kept looking up at the PNP and then back at me. I thought this was weird because Lil' Mootz had been spending a good deal of time in the PNP while I was cleaning and the dogs hadn't paid any attention to him. Plus, they're really not the whining types (unless someone is at the door), so it was a bit strange.

Since they were both so intent on the PNP, I rushed over to it and found Lil' Mootz lying in the corner with the blanket wrapped completely around his head and neck! I grabbed him and the got the blanket unwrapped. He was breathing and seemed fine, thank goodness!

I have no idea what exactly set my dogs off. I don't know if Lil' Mootz stopped breathing or they could just tell he was in distress. I have no idea. However, I do think they were Lil' Mootz's heroes.

As a reward I gave them both scratchies, a chewnola bar, and they both got to sleep in bed with Momma that night. They really do love their boy.

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In Lil' Mootz's world this bubble maker is evil.

And I think it's hilarious.

It's a motorized bubble maker. You hold down the handle, the little motor starts up, and then bubbles start blowing out of the little whale. (Okay, well, they say it's a whale, but it really just looks like a little cartoon sperm. It really does.)

Every time the little motor starts whirring Lil' Mootz bursts into tears. He is not afraid of noises. In fact, he loves noises. I mean, really LOVES noises, banging noises, screeching noises, high-pitched noises, annoying kid toy noises. Yep, he loves them al. However, for some unexplained reason he does NOT like the noise of a bubble maker motor.

Or perhaps he doesn't like the cartoon sperm. I can't say I blame him there. It is kinda weird looking.

Playing, Er, I Mean Cleaning

So how did the cleaning go?

Well, not as well as I hoped. Apparently, I was overly ambitious and I did not get everything done.

*sigh*

I'm kinda disappointed in myself. I don't think...well, okay, I know...I did not work as hard as I could have. I was a slacker. I'm not a good cleaner. One because I hate cleaning, two because I get easily distracted and three because of one and two I get overwhelmed and scatterbrained when it comes to cleaning.

I did get some stuff done. My house does not look the same. My kitchen, living room, fireplace room, and laundry room are cleaner and more organized. They aren't what I was aiming for, but I feel much less depressed and stressed when I walk into them which is the entire reason for cleaning to begin with. I feel like I got a good start, so I'll spend my next few afternoons after work (hopefully) finishing the other rooms.

Okay, so I'll admit I didn't clean today. *cringe* I know! I know! I just got done saying I didn't get as much cleaning finished as I had wanted to, so you would think I would have spent today cleaning. Yeah, well, no.

Lil' Mootz and I hung out all day playing, watching TV, being silly, getting out new toys, and eating (something we're both really good at).

It was an AWESOME day!

We haven't spent much time together the past few days. Since I wanted to focus on cleaning, Lil' Mootz spent his time at day care or at his Grammy's house or in his Pack N' Play. So today it was about him and me spending time together and making each other laugh.

I love days like today. They are my absolute favorite!

Chincoteague and Carsley Giveaway!

I totally promised you guys a giveaway beginning earlier this week and I got so caught up in my cleaning, I forgot! Well, here it is!

No, no, I'm not giving away Chincoteague and Carsley. Sorry for the disappointment. However, I am giving away something in honor of them.


Up for grabs we have a yummy yummy Tortuga Rum Cake straight from the Tortuga Rum Company in Cayman. Oh, haven't I mentioned? Carsley is from Cayman. Not originally, but she packed up her bags in Texas and headed down to the gorgeous Cayman Islands about 2 years ago. Jealous? Yeah, me too. So when I asked Carsley what she wanted given away in her honor she said, "Rum Cake."

And let's not forget Chincoteague. A must stop when visiting Chincoteague is Pony Tails, "Home of the World Famous Chincoteague Island Gourmet Salt Water Taffy Since 1965." . That's right. They make their own saltwater taffy. So I'm giving away a box of assorted freshly-made still warm in the box saltwater taffy. Is your mouth watering because mine is.

So here's how you win - and pay attention because it's tricky - for one entry leave a comment while standing on one foot while holding your left hand above your hand with your right hand touching your nose and hop in a circle.

For a second entry take a pic of you doing everything in the first step, so I can post it for everyone to see.

Sound good? Excellent!



PS. Almost forgot - contest ends July 24 because the next day Carsley gets here!

Shopping and Cleaning

One of my favorite things and one of my least favorite things.

Shopping first.

Jessica Lynn posted about this on her blog and it's such an awesome thing I thought I would continue to spread the love. Rue La La is having some awesome sales over the next few days! We're talking over 50% off on many items. The two I'm most looking forward to:





So if you want to check it all out here's your invite: I am SO RSVPing to that shindig!

And now for the not so fun part: Cleaning.

Ugh.



Cleaning and I do not get along very well. Rather, messes and I do not get along very well. Something will start out kinda cluttered and I hate the clutter. The clutter does not appreciate that I am not fond of it and so it rebels by turning into a full blown mess just so I have to clean. It's evil.



Well, my house has reached the level of "Danger Zone" so I'm taking the next two days off to clean, clean, and more clean. Actually, I'm going beyond cleaning. I'm cleaning, scrubbing, organizing, clearing out, and revamping my house. The past 6 months have finally caught up with me and my whole "I'm home by myself and I have too many other things to worry about" mentality when it comes to cleaning has come to a sudden halt.

I can't take it anymore.



My usual quick red-up (for those of you who don't speak the lingo this means a quick clean-up) has left a stack of clutter in every corner, folded laundry just sitting in clothes baskets, a pile of unused baby stuff taking up an entire (public) room, and odds and ends just stuffed in the few closets I do have. So I'm spring cleaning in the middle of summer. Just in time for our annual "Saving for Hawaii" yard sale in August and Stonewall's homecoming in September.



Every room is getting decluttered, organized, washed, dusted, and steam cleaned. This may be a bit ambitious for 4.5 days (especially when I do have a few plans over the weekend that cut into my cleaning time), but I'm going to give it my best. I am super motivated to get my entire house visitor-friendly by Sunday evening.



By gummet, if the Queen or the President want to stop by for some chips and dip, my house will be prepared.



*Quick Update* I just read my horoscope for the day. Hmmm...
"Just because you are very eager to get started doesn't mean you should jump in quite yet. Don't rush it; you will know when it's time. Still, your mental preparation is of key importance and can determine whether you'll be successful or not. Part of your test today is to see if you have the ability to narrow your vision and focus on accomplishing your immediate goals. Stay conscious of your process; when you are pulled off course, just nudge yourself gently back on track."

The ABCs of Me

Karie at **Wife Of A Wounded Marine** had this posted on her blog and I thought it seemed like a fun little activity to partake in.

ABC's OF ME:

A-Age: Twnety-two...five, twenty-fi...okay, twenty-seven
B-Birth date: January 4, 1982
C-Chore you hate: Folding laundry...with a passion!
D-Dog's name: Pretty In Pink - Pip for short and Sarge - Corky for short
E-Enter or Exit: Exit after a standing ovation
F-Favorite color: Definitely pink!
G-Gold or silver: White Gold
H-Hair color: Blonde and about 5 minutes into any conversation I'll say something to prove it.
I-Instrument: Saxophone
J-Job Title: Princess Royal of HR (I actually get faxes with this job title on it because my mom put that as my job title when we went to a training seminar one time.)
K-Kids: 1, My Lil' Mootz
L-Living arrangements: Our little house for 2 years now
M-Monkey or Moose: Monkey, which would explain Lil' Mootz's room
N-Nicknames: Pink Frank
O-Odd thing about you: I sleep with my eyes open. Lil' Mootz inherited that trait.
P-Pet Peeve: People who are so PC
Q-Quote from a movie: "Don't you know that a man being rich is like a girl being pretty? You wouldn't marry a girl just because she's pretty, but my goodness, doesn't it help?" ~ Gentlemen Prefer Blondes
R-Right/Left Handed: Right
S-Siblings: a sister, a step-brother, and a half-brother
T-Time you wake up? 5:30 AM, I would say bright and early, but it's not bright, just early
U-Underwear: Frequently
V-Veggie you dislike: Eggplant
W-What makes you run late: Time moving too fast
X-X-Rays: My jaw, teeth, and maybe my finger when I broke it (I don't remember)
Y-Yummy food you make: Macaroni Soup, Shepard's Pie, Snackle Salad, Salsa
Z-Zoo Animal: Polar Bears

Give A Little Bit...

Hello all my favorite readers and bloggers! I hope everyone had a great weekend and a good week last week. Since I took a blogging break, I'm afraid I'm a out of the loop a bit. I'm trying to get back up to speed with all my favorite reads.

I'll admit this past week was really nice. I pretty much cut the computer out of my life except for work-related purposes and emails and skype with Stonewall. The first two days were hard because I had mild withdraw symptoms, but once the shakes subsided, I felt oddly relaxed. Actually, it was really pretty wonderful.

For the first time in a while I didn't worry about whether or not what was going on in real life was a good blog post or not. I didn't scramble to my computer so I could type out a post or publish a picture rather than focusing on the here and now. I also didn't worry about whether or not I felt like I was letting other bloggers down because I wasn't reading their posts and commenting. Instead I focused on sitting on the floor with Lil' Mootz and playing with him and making him laugh.

That being said, I did miss my blog and writing. I love to write. It's one of the few things in life I feel that I am truly and honestly good at and I just plain enjoy for no other reason than it makes me feel good.

So I've made a few decisions in the past few days. I'm going to keep blogging. Like I said, I love writing and blogging is one of the easiest ways for me to keep on writing as often or as little as I want. However, I'm going to cut back on the amount of blogs I read. I know that kind of defeats the purpose of the blog relationship bloggers have. You read mine, I'll read yours is the mentality and it works. However, it's not working so well for me right now.

This past week I actually went to bed at a decent time every night and I caught up on my reading (Books, that is) because I didn't spend 3 or 4 hours every night trying to read and comment on all the blogs I felt like I had to read so I wouldn't disappoint the author. I mean, I love getting comments, so I know other authors do too. I'm a people-pleaser and I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings by not reading their blog. So I spent more time reading blogs at night than I did sleeping, even if the other blogger didn't return the favor.

Well, like I said, that's gonna stop. I'm going to focus on my blog and if you read my blog, I'll read yours. I'm not going to read your blog just because you're a follower or you "Blogged" me or because you left one comment 4 months ago. I have a six month old baby, a husband who's earning a paycheck 24/7, and believe it or not, an actual life. Yes, there are many blogs out there that I really enjoy reading, but if I'm not feeling the bloggy luv from you, it's just not going to work for me.

This is a classic case of "it's not me, it's you."

We're going to start a give and take relationship. You can't just take, people. You gotta give a little too.

For those of you who for several weeks now have been showing me lots of bloggy comment luv:

So Very Tired

I haven't made much of a showing in the blogosphere in the past couple of weeks, which you may or may not have noticed. The thing is, I need a break. It's a good thing this deployment is almost over because I'm reaching the end of my rope. I'm really just tired...all the time.

All the time.

It's hard to put into words exactly how I'm feeling right now. I guess the best way to put it...think back to a time when you had a really rough week and by Friday you were just done. You didn't want to go anywhere or put any effort into anything. The only thing you wanted to do was climb into bed and sleep until 2PM the next day followed by couch-sitting and movie watching and sleeping in until noon on Sunday.

That's pretty much how I feel. Every day. And it doesn't help that Lil' Mootz is sick and hasn't been sleeping very well through the night the past couple of nights.

So during the time I do NOT have to worry about responsibilities I just want to sit on my couch and read and and nap.

So that's why I've kind of been practically ignorning every blog, but my own. It's not that I don't enjoy reading everyone else's blogs and commenting. I'm just too tired right now.

So anyway...I'm not looking for a pity party or anything, I just wanted you all to know why I haven't been commenting lately. We're still alive, we're just not very functional. Hopefully, within the next few weeks (2 months at the most because then you know who will be getting home!!!) I'll start feeling better and getting back into the grove of blogging.

I will be having a giveaway though starting next week. I may not be sharing in the comment luv right now, but hey, I'm giving away free stuff, so you should definitely come back for that :)

As If You Didn't Have Enough Blogs To Read...

I know you all are looking for more fun reads so I have a couple to point to you to.

First, go check out I Love The Way She Blogs. Not only is it an awesome blog that points you in the right direction for all sorts of fun tips and tricks for your blog, but it also has a new writer. Me!! My first freelance writing gig! So go check it out!

Second, The. Mrs at Trying Our Best is having a giveaway! She's giving away a handmade quilted Service Star Banner. I've wanted one of these since the first time Stonewall deployed and his mom had one hanging in her window. So I'm keeping my fingers crossed for myself on this one.

Happy 4th of July!

I hope everyone has an awesome Fourth of July with juicy hot dogs, yummy apple pie, a parade or two, and of course, fireworks.

Today is the day we celebrate the rebels. If 233 years ago our founding fathers hadn't stepped onto the edge and taken that giant leap, we might not be the United States of America. Today we raise our glasses to going against the tide, to breaking the rules, to finding the strength and courage to create something new and different.

Happy Independence Day!

Can't Hardly Wait

I just finished watching "Can't Hardly Wait" with Jennifer Love Hewitt and Ethan Embry. Do you remember that film? I'd say it ranks in my top 100 movies.

Anyway...the main story of the movie is about Embry's character, Preston, being madly in love with Hewitt's character, Amanda, and trying to tell her. It's a pretty typical plot-line set on the night of a high school graduation and the big graduation party. My favorite part of the whole movie is at the very end and the way Preston looks at Amanda when they finally talk to one another. His whole face just radiates that he has put this girl on a pedestal simply because he wants to.

I love that look. The look that a man gives a woman when he has placed her on a pedestal and has given her his whole heart, no questions asked. Whenever I see that look I get tinglies inside and I feel all warm and happy.

Do you know the look I'm talking about?

Do you know what I love most about that look? That's the way my husband looks at me. He looked at me like that on our first date. I didn't understand that look at the time, but I understood it the day we got married and I understood it the day I gave birth to our son and I understood it January 10, the last night I saw Stonewall before he left for Iraq.

Don't get me wrong. Stonewall and I fight, we have days when we roll our eyes at each other more than we smile at each other and we have nights when there is a definite line drawn down the middle of the bed. However, despite all those things (or maybe even because of them) I know Stonewall puts me on a pedestal that soars above all others.

There are times when I have no idea why. Why me? What did I do to deserve that? Let me tell you though, I'm over the rainbow butterflies in my belly can't stop smiling so in love with the man that picked me!

And I can't hardly wait for that man to be home.

The Meaning of Yield Signs

This is to all of you drivers out there that do not understand the concept of a yield sign.

Before we even get into all the nitty-gritty, let's just review the basics. Dude in the red car getting on 83 at exit 19 this morning around 9:27 this morning, pay attention.

This is a yield sign.


It should look vaguely familiar as you did need to learn about it when studying for your driver's license exam and it can be commonly found at on and off ramps of major highways.

When one sees a yield sign this is the course of action one should take according to a PennDOT press release dated November 5.

"When you see a yield sign, you must slow down, check for traffic and give the right-of-way to approaching cross traffic. You stop only when necessary and proceed when you can do so safely without interfering with normal traffic flow. Remember, you must have a sufficient gap in traffic before you can continue on at yield sign locations."

So are we good on the basics? Red Car Man, you okay? Am I going to fast for you? Good. Then let's move on to this morning's incident, so I can explain to you how you are a bad driver.

I'm making a Starbucks run this morning because normally we get Starbucks on Fridays, BUT tomorrow is a holiday, so we voted and decided that technically, today is Friday. So I'm in my car driving to Starbucks when I come to this lovely little section of highway (Please excuse the crude Paint drawing. It's not pretty, but I think it gets the point across.)



I need to exit the interstate using the exit ramp. The on ramp and exit ramp happen to share the same ramp. Inconvenient, but that's just the way it was designed. So since I need to use the exit ramp, I'm in the far right lane of this 4-lane highway. As I'm passing the on ramp, you, Little Red Car Man, are coming up the on ramp and start onto the shared ramp section at the same time that I need to veer over onto the shared ramp section, so that I can exit the highway.

Now, I've used this particular on ramp many times, so I know there is a yield sign. Little Red Car Man, unless you are blind, you can also see that there is a yield sign. But do you pay attention to the yield sign?

No, you do not.

Instead, you continues to drive down the shared ramp section right beside me, so that I can not pull over. Instead, I have to step on my brake causing the full line of traffic behind me going 65 MPH to have to brake as well. Because you, Little Red Car Man, do not understand the basics of a yield sign, I am forced to yield to you in the MIDDLE OF A HIGHWAY!

Do you understand, Little Red Car Man, how you caused a dangerous situation not only for me, but for all the cars behind me? How, had there been an accident, you would have been responsible?

Oh, yes. It would have been your fault. How do I know? Because when Stonewall was 17ish, at the EXACT same exit, the EXACT same thing occurred. The only difference is Stonewall, who was in my position, met the guard rail of the off ramp face-to-face when he wasn't able to slow down in time because the driver in your position, Little Red Car Man, didn't yield and give Stonewall enough time and space to merge onto the shared ramp and slow down before the sharp turn to the right.

Little Red Car Man, let me direct your attention back to the PennDOT explanation of a yield sign. Read it, learn it, and DO IT!