Evidence that Cory is PW'ed

When JD and I first met, I had a bad habit when riding shotgun in a car. I'm a nervous passenger. I love driving but the loss of control while sitting in the front passenger seat turns me into an emotional wreck (especially considering how poor my friends' driving skills are! ;) ). It took focus to control my spasms and my applying the imaginary brake on the floorboard, but I GASPED pretty much out of control. This freaked out JD when she was driving because her mother gasped...but only when it was a real OMG-take-action moment. My GASP was set off by a far lighter trigger and she couldn't ignore my gasps.

JD pleaded for me to stop the gasping. What actually worked was replacing the gasps with saying "Eeep." At first, there were a gasp-eeps, then I started to actually go EEEEP! instead of gasping, then I got to where I matter-of-factly said "eep," and I was finally able to just drop the whole thing and instead just think "OMFG! NO! What are you doing!! I'm going to DIE!" and not bother the driver.

One thing I do is ramble. On and on I'll ramble. Then I'll realize I'm rambling and state that I need to just shut up. My commentary to myself about being quiet or shutting up has been annoying JD. She's asked me to stop. Thus, "eep" has returned to my vocabulary. I'm now rambling, suddenly saying "eep," and just moving on to the next thing at hand. Good husband or pussy-whipped? ;)