Tiggerlane is in charge of this week’s Fun Monday, and here was her assignment:
I wanna see your CAR! It can
be your current car, the first car you ever had, maybe your first new
car with that new-car smell, a car you wrecked once, or even the dream
car you would drive – given all the money in the world! Oh – and if you
have a truck, SUV, lawnmower, whatever the local authorities allow you
to drive, let’s see it!
I told her I didn’t like this theme, but when all was said and done, I had fun with it
in spite of my camera battery dying RIGHT when I tried to take the first photograph and the longer-than-I-would’ve- liked-it time frame it took me to locate an old photo!
This is my current
car v a n. Sexy isn’t it?
Here’s an inside shot…at least I’m past the stage of ground-in Cheerios….
On the console between the seats, you will always find a "car" book, waterbottle…and usually receipts or trash. Sometimes change. On happy days, chocolate 🙂 (on the happiest of days, UNMELTED chocolate). Underneath, is where I USED to "h i d e" my pocketbook before my car was broken into :/. Now, I’m a stinkin’ slave to my purse and I have to carry it everywhere. The thieves stole more than my purse….
B u t……..if I could have a car that was just my own without regard for kids or practicality, what would it be? I wouldn’t want extravagant…or even brand new…
Okay, not able to TOTALLY divorce myself from practicality and my concern for all things green, I might get one of these. This commercial was totally offbeat to me, but Kermit makes me smile and with the price of gas these days, seems like a good choice.
Of course, then there’s the sportier side of me–the wildchild wannabe–and these fun little rides would do the trick…
Okay, so they aren’t so wild, but I’ll NEVER be a biker chick…it’s just not how I’m wired (I saw a guy get hit on a motorcycle when I was a teen, he flew over a windshield :/…enough to seal the deal for me).
One of my best friend’s dad back in highschool had one of these…the nostalgia in me would love to have one to re-live those glory days…. "….that’s when a smoke was a smoke/and groovin was groovin/and dancin was everything/we were young and we were improving/laughin laughin with our friends/holdin hands meant somethin, baby…" ** sigh **
The more (ahem) adult version of me would want one of these…I guess it’s the "safety girl" in me…closest I’d ever get to driving an armored vehicle…
Which reminds me, here’s a vehicle I will N.E.V.E.R. own (never) (nope, never, not even if I won one on a game show)….it just r e e k s of "overcompensation" for some kind of "inadequacies"…that’s all I’m sayin’…you’re welcome to infer whatever you’d like…:
Last, after looking through a mile-high stack of old pictures that have yet to be sorted, I found this in a whole ‘nother stack (hehe). It’s a picture of me washing my first car, a 1981 (?) Cutlass Supreme…I LOVED that car, she served me well through college, working in Atlanta, and shortly into marriage a few years later. I’m not sure if I was doing this in the picture, but for a while I would wash it with a TOOTHBRUSH! Not all over, but to get those places and spots that wouldn’t come off easily with a chamois. This is a perfect example of "take a picture, it’ll last longer" because I promise you this, THAT was VERY short-lived!
Be sure to visit Tiggerlane to see everyone else’s rides du jour :).