No, but I used to occasionally dry my long hair on the way to work, by hanging my head out the window a ways while driving down the highway.

Sure wakes you up too.

LOL! I just heard a conversation about this on the radio the other day. It was a call-in show & people were reporting what they saw other drivers doing on the road. Just amazing. All sorts of stuff, like reading the morning paper.

As for me, the traffic on the highways is so awful, it's all I can do to drive much less put on make-up, eat a meal, or try to read at the same time.

My work commute is 1.1 miles and three minutes long. I combine errands and shop locally as much as possible. A tank of gas lasts me 3-4 weeks. I spend so little time in my car that this would be completely pointless.

That said, I used to do this when I lived in Atlanta. But I also spent nearly an hour (each way) commuting to work in stop and go traffic. I did not use the rear view mirror to apply makeup, as this is always used for its intended purpose in my car, and I did not do any non-driving activity while my car was moving. But when I knew that I'd be spending the next three minutes at a light, I'd apply a little lipstick or take a sip of my coffee or whatever, while keeping an eye on the traffic around me with my other mirrors. I'd probably do it again if I had such a hellacious commute... but knowing what I now know, I will never again live so far from where I work, so that's kind of a weak assertion.

I wonder how many accidents "angry" talk radio is responsible for.
Or unruly children.
Or really good songs.

Me, Fard, well I never!

I am still reeling from the bad news I read today
about my wrinkle cream. I mean, really folks, when you get older your skin does funny things. If you are a skinny little thing (like I used to be) you wrinkle up like a bowl of
prunes. I noticed that the fuller figured gals didn't seem to have that pruny look so I tried to gain weight.
I ate everything in sight for several months and IT WORKED.
My pruny face had plumped up, all that fat had smoothed out
those wrinkles but now my face was,well what it was, was
FAT. There was no getting around it, I had not only plumped
up my face but somewhere along the way my thighs had joined
the club right along with my derriere.

One night I got to thinking about what I could do about my
wrinkles (If I ever had occasion to be skinny again, mind you)and I had a flash of genius. If Preporation H would shrink hemorrhoids, why wouldn't they shrink wrinkles?

Knowing that sooner or later i'd be back on a diet and I would be losing all the fat my wrinkles had sucked up over the past few months, I started stocking up on P-H. I had just finished buying enough P-H to shrink a Hemorrhoid the size of a football field, when I read just today, a warning about Using P-H on your face.
Now i'm stuck with more P-H than you'll ever see in your life time and I don't even have Hemorrhoids.
I wonder if it would qualify as a stocking stuffer? ;0)

rofl Janis..........

I never heard the word Fard before. Learn something new every day. I don't fard. period.

I am with you, Suzy - farding is a waste of time, and at my age it really is an exercise in futility

I wonder how many accidents "angry" talk radio is responsible for.
Or unruly children.
Or really good songs.

For myself, I know that sometimes I've gotten so mad at what some idiot has been saying on the radio, I've almost driven off the road.

And a really good song will probably get you some weird looks at a stoplight when you're singing along.

When people near me do something that could result in a bloody mess, I tend to remain very still and quiet to give them all the concentraion needed for their survival.

-When my 14 month old, wet, slippery, naked, son decided that the edge of our tub was a balance beam, I remained motionless.

-When my seven year old daughter decided it was logical to climb two stories on the fire escape in roller blades, I gritted my teeth and didn't flinch.

-At 16 when my best friend used to separate her eyelashes with a safety pin while driving a stick, I didn't dare move a muscle. I'm sure we had a really, really good song on too, lol.
Extreme farding?
;o)
~di

I had to laugh. I know you're talking about fard, but over here in Denmark extreme fart really is dangerous while driving.

Fart means speed, which gives a few laughs at the signs you see while driving. Fart kontrol means speed control is in effect. DD got a kick out of it.

Now farding I've never done.

In Germany, the signs read "Ausfahrt" when approaching an exit ramp LOL!!

seagrass

To add on to this theme, "un pet" is French for "a fart." Signs reading "No pets," while not gramatically correct, are still kind of funny to Francophones...

Jan,wasn't it Colette who said that after a certain age,women have to choose between their face or their body?

Listen...try eating feta,black olives,Greek olive oil,tomatoes and baklava every day for a week and you'll fard all over the place.Seriously though..nope,I'm a bad enough driver with both hands on the wheel.

Well, technically I don't fard, but I do apply my lipstick at one point during my commute.

Jan...I saw something on TV a while back (one of those rare moments when I actually watched the tube!) telling the "secrets" women use to control the aging process. One woman swore by using P-H on her face. She was in her 60's and didn't look a day past 40. Wench. Her doctor explained that she had extremely dry skin and, evidently, P-H contains lanoline which was good for her. Made sense, but it just made me think of putting diaper rash ointment on your face. Too much ick factor involved.