I have a new car?
Van?
Truck?
I'm not sure what they call it but last night I got a new Chevy HHR. From the first time I saw a picture of one I like it, a lot, and thought it would be fun to have one.
That's as far as it went, just thought.
I loved my station wagon and since we tend to drive cars until there is no driving left in them, I figured it was going to be another 5 years before we got a different car.
My station wagon began to act strange this past winter. At first I thought it was just me because Pa didn't feel the funny things I felt when he drove it. As time passed those funny things got more noticeable.
In March I was with Farm Wife when she took her van to have it's spring cleaning. They had a purple HHR on the lot and I jokingly told Pa I found my car.
We took a trip in April, were that funny stuff started up once again in the station wagon. One night we actually went to the car dealer and found one just like what I wanted. There was also a real nice black one with all the extras on it.
After some prayer that night the next day Pa called and said no, now wasn't the time.
Tuesday we were headed into town and the wagon started again and Pa said it was time. So yesterday he called about the purple HHR and I was thinking that I might not like looking at purple for 6 to 12 years.
The purple one was gone.
But they had 2 black ones. One we had looked with all the extras and one that they had just brought in from Alabama. It left off 2 of the expensive extras that we would not have used anyway. We bought it.
On the way home we talked about how once again God had provided just the right car at just the right time.
Daisypath Anniversary tickers
Grammy
About Me
- Queen Mother
- I was born and raised in a steel town. My parents, as Grandma put it, were babies having babies, so we grew up together. My parents were dirt poor, so an aunt said. It wasn't until their 50th wedding anniversary that I found out she was right. There are 10 children in my father's family, 5 boys, 5 girls. There are 8 children in my mother's family, 4 girls, 4 boys. The odds of another couple with those nunbers has to be high as winning a lottery. I have twin brothers, a baby brother and a sister. We fussed and fought our way into adulthood, having some goodtimes along the way. Thirty nine years ago I met a boy who would become my best friend and then my husband. He likes to tell people that it's not a marriage it's an adventure, and that is what it is. He has two siblings and was raised in a much more quite house then I was. We have 3 children, the in-laws to go with them and grandchild (our reward for the hard times) Art the Omnipotent along with her three rapscallions, have joined in on the fun of our family. These additions have added lots of color to the tapestry of our life.
3 comments:
#1 Son was a little upset because he didn't get to buy it for you. I told him it would be along time before he was big enough to get a job & buy you a new car, so now he's ok with Pa getting one for you instead. He still plans on getting you a purple on when he's big.
And just so you know, Art & I have big plans on pimping your ride!
Congrats on the new wheels! Just what kind of funny stuff was your station wagon doing? Because mine does funny stuff that I notice but DH doesn't ... and I was thinking it was just me until I read this... now I'm a little concerned.
congrats on the new baby..and the name of the car is?
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