Due to unforeseen or probably could have guessed circumstances, I have a different car. It's not new because long ago I decided no vehicle is as valuable as the new sticker price quotes. My oldest sister, Marcy, is a part owner too, since I drive her to a lot of doctor's appointments.
We have trouble climbing into trucks and if the vehicle is straddling a low spot forget getting in with out a stool or maybe a ladder.
My PT Cruiser is now driven by oldest daughter and another Buick is driven by youngest daughter (since the guy who caused her wreck had no insurance, yep, we bought another old car). The guys have trucks. BIG trucks. I have no problem borrowing one when I have some treasure to haul or if the snow is bad enough for four wheel drive...well, I don't drive in snow but I have some one drive me in snow.
You who have known me a while know I lose my vehicle quite often especially in the WalMart parking lot. So now instead of a reddish Cruiser I have a car color that is almost invisible in the yard! What was I thinking? It does have one of those gadgets that honks and tells you where it is but you have to know the general direction before you can make it honk.
Yesterday when I went to get groceries in town there was no one in my row. When I came out a car the same color was parked right beside mine! I'm thinking, Which one is mine? Fortunately my license plate begins with the same three numbers of my home address so I knew which one was mine...this time.
I have thought much on how I can make this car stand out because, quite frankly, I don't trust the beeper key...and I could get arrested for entering a car that's not mine. I placed an air freshener necklace on the mirror, which NEVER had a smell, and is not boldly visible. Can't see it through the tinted glass.
I also considered the ideal of a tennis ball on the antenna. I have a valid fear about that because of a story I read in childhood. A person had captured a leprechaun and, by rights, had earned the leprechaun's pot of gold. This leprechaun, naturally full of blarney, convinced the person if he was released he would tie a yellow ribbon on the tree where his treasure lay. The next morning as the person took his shovel happily into the woods he soon discovered leprechauns could not be trusted especially when it came to their pots of gold. A yellow ribbon was tied around every tree as far as the eye could see. And that is why I have issues with tennis balls on the antenna. If I have the tennis ball, when I leave the store there will be hundreds of vehicles with tennis balls on their antennas.
I thought about hanging a Confederate flag on my antenna but it just doesn't look the same as it does flying from a jacked up pickup truck.
I have run out of ideas but I'm sure I will find a solution sooner or later.
Oh, by the way, do you know where I parked my car?
a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
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Wednesday, August 19, 2015
Monday, February 7, 2011
Monday Morning's Commute...
Armed with vital supplies, Dr Pepper and a good book,
just in case no one came out, we began our commute.
My car stayed home.
I was not allowed that priviledge.
The mail must go through.
The weather conditions do not matter.
Nor does it matter, the danger the employees must face.
I was lucky.
I was transported in a 4x4 by dear hubby.
His dream has always been to be a go getter.
Now he can take his wife to work and go get her.
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