Only witches drive sticks

You know. Like a broom stick.

I slay myself.

So. In mere days Mark and I will be trekking down to the border to visit his parents who are currently missionaries IN MEXICO. Yeah, when I said the border I meantΒ THE border.

This is how excited I am…

I love this little girl.

When Mark and I decided to go visit his parents we decided to drive. Because it’ll be fun, right? 24 hours in the car together. Loving every minute because what’s better than spending TWENTY-FOUR hours in a car with the person you love the most in the world?


By September the idea horrified me so much that I was on nearly every day looking to see if there were flights that we could afford.

By October Mark had decided that not only would we be driving, but we would be taking his car. A stick shift.

Does this man even know who he is married to?

By November I was googling things like, “How did Scotty beam people up?” because my ability to drive Mark’s car had increased by zero yet Christmas kept getting closer and closer.

In December we had our FIRST stick shift lesson. First. I’m a quick study but this was insane. I was able to get the car into first gear. Or at least that’s what Mark said I did. All I know is that when I pulled into our driveway (yes, I graduated from the middle school parking lot to our subdivision’s roads) the car died, or something, and I started crying and screaming and just got out of the car.

This trip is going to be fantastic, right?

Things haven’t gotten much better on the stick shift driving front. Mark insists that I will be able to manage my 8 hour leg of the trip by Saturday. After all, he says, I can get into first gear. Which, to me, is the equivalent of agreeing to open heart surgery because a dude can cut in a straight line… not really hacking it in my world.

Once we get to The Border, everything is going to be wonderful Christmas gravy, though. His parents (Connie in the comments, in case you cared) are amazing and I can’t explain how happy Mark is about getting to spend holidays with his family. I’m excited, too, but Mark’s been needing this kind of Christmas for awhile.

So if you guys could just pray for stick shift driving skills OR affordable “Beam me up, Scotty” transportation we’d appreciate it much.

7 thoughts on “Only witches drive sticks

  1. Mrs. Smith says:

    I know this doesn’t help, but I despise road trips with every fiber of my being. If this were us, we’d mortgage our house to fly, if necessary. I’m a bad driver and a bad rider. Just bad at road trips altogether. So if you start to get on Mark’s nerves, please remind him that you are an IMMENSELY better wife than me because at least you agreed to go. πŸ™‚

    Ha, I don’t mind the road trip part. I get to eat all the McDonald’s I want πŸ˜€ But I will let him know when he gets annoyed, “Yeah, Mrs. Smith wouldn’t even go on this trip with you. So just say ‘thank you, Marie for being awesome’, k?” He won’t know what I’m talking about, but that’s ok. I’d rather him be confused than mad πŸ˜€

  2. Angelia says:

    Marie! You can soo do this! I know you can. I have been insisting upon lessons every single weekend and even some weekdays and just a week ago I took his car -ALONE- to pick my daughter up from choir practice. We made it home, the car didn’t die, I didn’t roll into anymore and no one was injured. Honestly, once you master the clutch, it’s quite and empowering experience to know you can drive any car on the road!

    Thank you so much for the encouragement, Angelia! That’s awesome about going alone. I can’t even imagine. Our lesson last night went well, so keep sending the good thoughts this way πŸ˜€

  3. Rebekah says:

    You CAN do this! I learned to drive a shift after years of trying. Like Angelia said, it is kind of empowering.
    By the way, the little girls in the commercial ARE really cute, but they kinda make me glad I have boys. πŸ™‚

    Ha, thank you! And that’s what I keep thinking about, the empowerment. I have to get over the self-defeating thoughts, don’t I, fellow therapist πŸ˜€ Ha, I know what you’re saying about boys vs. girls. The girls’ cuteness quickly turns into “I hate my mom” angst in the teen years. Boys always love their moms πŸ˜€

  4. Susan says:

    Angelia is right. You can soooo do this!It’s all in the timing. Push, shift, let up…

    Yeah, push, shift, let up. That’s what I’m trying to get to. Right now it’s push, curse, shift, cry, let up, stall. πŸ˜€ Thank you for the encouragement!

  5. Connie says:

    No joke you can do it, I remember when Gary tried to teach me to drive a stick, remind me and I will tell you the whole story a truly funny one, and I did learn. See you in 5 more wake ups!!!!!!!

    4 wake ups now! And I can’t wait to hear the story πŸ˜€ Honestly, Mark has been the BEST teacher ever. He is so calm. It’s amazing.

  6. Secret Agent "CT" says:

    First, I LOVE that gap commercial with all the kids. That little girl is so freakin adorable. I love the part about the moose. Too cute.

    I agree that you are crazy for agreeing to drive to Mexico. Can you please blog along the way? I refused to drive/ride 12 hours to visit my grandparents. I would’ve sacrificed my arm to fly, first.

    I think it’s nuts that either of you think it’s a good idea for you to drive a manual, if you truly don’t know how. If the car decides to blow up you are going to be far away from home. (If it dies in Dallas, call me and I will spring for airfare. I get a discount on American Airlines and their hub is in Dallas.) Thomas and I would kill one another, if he were teaching me. His truck is a stick but I can drive it. Thank goodness, my high school boyfriend taught me how to drive one years before I met Thomas. Whew! I can’t wait to hear how this all turns out. πŸ™‚

    Please be careful on your trip!! Merry Christmas!! Let’s get together when you get back!! Miss ya!

    Right?!? We are NUTS! Mostly about the manual part. I really don’t mind driving. But I do mind the car blowing up part (dude, I didn’t even know it could do that). Mark has actually been a really good teacher, I’m just not sure that it’s going to be enough, aye πŸ˜€ And yes, we will need to get together, especially because I need to visit my newest elf friend πŸ˜€

  7. Rachel Darby says:

    Kendrick thought I could instantly learn stick shift while on the interstate driving from New Mexico to Tennessee. Maybe I should have been flattered, but I thought he was insane. He claimed I just had to keep it in 5th gear (nevermind the getting on and off the interstate thing). Needless to say, he drove the whole 16 hours home and I’m still too afraid to learn. Maybe I should add that in as one of my New Year’s resolutions…

    Thank you again for posting Marie!

    It is so scary! And I was willing to try, but got scared so Mark ended up doing all the driving to Texas. Our men are super, aren’t they? πŸ˜€

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