Driving in Circles

I hate roundabouts.  Seriously.  And I hate them more with my 15 year-old behind the wheel.  Roundabouts tend to bring out the worst in drivers.  The obnoxious, the oblivious, and the delirious.  

That last trait probably just belongs to me.  Well, maybe it would also apply to the other 50 million sleep-deprived mothers trying to get from Point A to Point B , then to C, D, and E safely while correcting the backseat behavior and requesting that fries not be thrown out the window. And just for kicks and giggles, let's throw those moms in some roundabouts.  Better yet - a couple roundabouts that are connected like pretzels.  

Now the party has started...