Sarah and I were driving to Peoria and hit that spot where the construction zone ends and the speed limit suddenly goes from 45 to 70. I was gradually speeding up, when a little white-haired lady in a Buick passed me in the passing lane. Sarah said, "Why are you going so slow, Mom?! A granny just passed us!" I explained that I was in the process of accelerating. When I got up to 70, I passed Old Buick Lady and yelled back to Sarah, "Did you see that? I just passed someone! Woo-hoo!" She rolled her eyes and said, "Passing a granny is not an accomplishment to celebrate."