Sunday, November 19, 2006

Ode to the Hot Car

This is an ode to our trusty Nissan maxima,
It was given to us upon marriage by Clint's pa and ma.
We'll miss your maroon fading paint on the hood,
And the rear spoiler that made us feel sporty and good.
Without AC, we affectionately called you "the hot car"
We'd sweat as we drove a short way or far
We'll never forget you, the crazed windows, the drama-
It's because of you that I'm sometimes called "lead foot mama"
So good luck driving your new owner around,
A better car than you is not likely to be found.














Okay so I think we actually did find it- I don't have a picture right now, but we are loving the hot car's replacement. Clint's new Toyota Tundra is so much fun. We are having a great time enjoying "Dad's truck." We're enjoying all the perks of having a truck. We went camping last weekend and threw all our gear and our bikes in the back. Last night we went to a drive in movie and watched it from the back all cozy. And of course there are all the wood projects that Clint has been postponing until he had a truck to get the supplies. And of course, we now feel like true Texans with a truck parked in the driveway (only because we can't fit it in the garage).

Lots of fun on Halloween

The characters:

Lindsay the ballerina- "treats" "tank you" "Weeen!"

Kayla the pink angel- "Can we go trick or treating again tomorrow?"

Josh the archer- "I'm not Robin Hood, I'm just a regular archer. Look at my new bow."

Jana the cavewoman- Most often heard "What exactly are you?" I even had a name- "Hugga Hugga the cave woman" and the name stuck. Lindsay says it atleast once a day.