Atlanta Traffic

Do you know how to tell if a driver is from Atlanta? Well, the first thing to look for is a mobile phone in one hand up against the ear and the second is they don't indicate before they make turns....and oh yea, they drive like a bat out of hell even on the quiet residential streets. We live on one of those quiet residential streets and it is so dangerous that I have to walk Ellie across the street whenever she wants to ride her bike to her friends house. It's a small street, but there is a densely populated community at the top of the street and they come down the hill without any regard for kids, dogs, or runners. Yesterday we were driving back from Church and a middle-aged man in a Porsche with a relatively younger women sitting in the passenger seat decided that although I was doing the speed limit of 30 miles per hour, it was far too slow for him. So he crossed over the double yellow lines and proceeded to pass me, narrowly missing an oncoming car in the process. Now we all know the difference between a Porsche and a porcupine......right? Okay, enough said! My point is that perhaps we all need to slow down and not just on the highways. We work inordinate hours each day and arrive home too tired to communicate with our children. We find ourselves so tired on the weekends that all we want to do is sleep, but can't because we have so many commitments that rest is put aside for another time. Where does it all end?