The weekend trip

Off to visit my mother this weekend. Not something I am looking forward to. That is not meant to be mean. We have little in common and I quickly run out of things to talk about. Her views on many things are different than mine. We get along fine. I have nothing against mom. The visit itself is kind of like one of those things that I feel that I need to do, like laundry. I try to visit mom at least once a month to look after things she might need done or things she thinks she needs me to do. If she lived closer I would see her more often.

My sister has tagged along for a couple of visits. I would much rather that my sister drove her own vehicle up to visit. I prefer to drive and I prefer to drive my own vehicle. One of the cardinal rules of driving is driver picks the music. My sister does not seem to get that rule. I do not like dance, hip hop, rap, or anything else that is garbage masquerading as music. Therefore it does not get played when I drive. I also like talk radio. I like to just listen and not say much when I drive. I am not unsocial or anti-social. This is just the way I like to travel. If you want something different then you drive your own vehicle.

The photo has nothing to do with the post. I felt like posting it. Taken two days ago a few miles outside where I live.