Driving In My Car

is pretty easy.  It's the only one I drive.  I don't even know what year it is, had it too long.  It's a PT Cruiser with a five speed.  There's comfort in driving a vehicle you're used to, makes all the difference in the world.

Thursday I had the misfortune honor of driving Hubby's big bad Silverrado.  First it is several feet off the ground or it feels like it anyway.  This piece of junk wonderful vehicle engineering was a pleasure to drive.  After climbing aboard, I start the engine...security light, change oil light, and low fluid lights come on.  Wait a minute, now they're gone and just the seat belt light is on.

The glass is all shaded and I feel like I'm in a cave.  Skoot the seat up to the dash so I can reach the pedals, and take off.  This truck is a short wheel base and I feel like I am riding a bucking bronco...the horse kind, not the Ford kind.  I reach the highway and things smooth out a little.  People are passing me and I look down, forty miles a hour!  I speed up then I look again and I'm going sixty!

No one's waving because they can't see me.  I thought this heavy tint was illegal??

The reason I was being punished allowed to drive the truck was it's a gas hog...no kidding.  Grandson had a football game about three hours away so my car followed the bus. 

It felt good to get a few calls, asking Where's the dash light?  Where's the wipers?  I knew I was not the only one having a miserable fun time driving a different vehicle.

Vehicles of supporters follow the bus because no one knows where they were going.  Hubby calls and four cars had to stop and relieve rest themselves.  Thank goodness, one man had a GPS and the game train got back on the road.

I am safely parked, keys removed because the blooming doors lock automatically!  I am not moving an inch, in for the evening.  I wish I could say the same for my car.

What A Difference A Few Hours Make...

Thursday morning...

Thursday afternoon.

The hill going down to the farm...

Driving down the hill and curve to the farm...

I know y'all with lots of snow are saying,

that's not much!

It was to me!!

I was scared to death driving on this cr...snow.

Made it safely home.

UPDATE:  After trying four times Friday morning to get up this hill, my car rests in a ditch in front of my house, right where she slid.  I may leave her there til spring!