...and she's as good as new! My car, that is. She's finally home after the unfortunate incident with the pipe. Funny how we get attached to a bucket of bolts, isn't it? I've never had much affection for a car until this car. Maybe it's because Rocket Man always picked my cars. Ever the practical one-because engineers are NOTHING if not practical- he always got me something I needed, not necessarily something I wanted. This time, I kinda just made up my mind that this is what I wanted and he just went along with it. Yay him! So she's back home where she belongs, all shiny and pretty. I think I'll go hug her again. AFTER I polish her one more time. ;-)
Posted by PamCHBF at November 13, 2005 08:22 PM | TrackBack