Thank you for all the lovely comments on Wallene's post. Boy-o we were thrilled. She did a fine job.
Unfortunately the day we picked to go back and enjoy the OC Fair it was completely washed out. We left home around noon only to encounter a huge rain storm on the way there. One that continued to pour as we arrived, found parking [read: found a place where Ozcarz wouldn't get stuck permanently] and in the process of trying to enter her apple pie* we ruined three pair of shoes. Virginia has some weird
Speaking of my car - it's starting to border on the ridiculous how much people love him. I have yet to park in a grocery store lot, get gas or run into the corner market without someone commenting on him. Always to the tune of "How cute!" "Oh, your car just makes me smile!" Then the inevitable "What's the gas mileage on it?" The one question I can't handle and don't like is when folks as me how much I paid for him. Is it me or is that a [kind of, sort of. . .] rude question? I just say "Well we bought him up North [true] and he might cost differently down here [also true]. So you'll just have to research." If they ask "Was he affordable [to purchase]?" I always answer "yes" but please. . .don't ask me how much I paid.
Don't get me wrong. I LOVE that people LOVE Ozcarz. I love the dang car. He makes me happy and I can see why others smile when they see him too. Ford has a similar color out - but the car and the color aren't quite the same. Ozcarz is unique. To me. And all of Central Virginia as far as I can tell right now. [I have only seen one other of his make and color since I bought him and that one was in our old home town.] Plus there is one tooling around Maine right now that I know of [hi Col!]
Oh - and the weirdest thing about Ozcarz? He attracts butterflies. True. I am not kidding. He is the "Butterfly Whisperer" but instead of enlightening them he is picking them off two and three at a time as we zoom down the back roads at 55 MPH [the posted speed limit just so y'know]. Wallene and I were at the grocer the other day and I drove to the front of the store to pick her up. Suddenly she stopped in front of my car and grimacing, picked a beautiful Monarch butterfly out of Ozcarz' grill. We come home and find 8, 9 - heck 10 of them plastered all over the front of him. Not to mention the ones that just sit on him while he is in the drive. I guess I should be thankful he isn't sparkly red and the hummingbirds like him.
It's early shift week for Steven. I have a love/hate relationship with early shift. I love that he is home in the daylight [6 pm] but man, oh man Tadpoles 4 am is so early for him. He has to leave at 4:30 to get to work on time so he has to be in bed earlier than usual. I am having a difficult time getting him into bed at 8:30 ish, but once there he falls asleep almost instantly. I hate the fact that he is so tired, and I really hate the mornings when I can't manage to get out of bed to kiss him goodbye. 'Tis what it 'tis I suppose. Next week is late shift and he doesn't have to leave until 8:30. YAY!
So much more to tell, but my body is telling me it's time to step off. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend and all is well with you and yours. Miss you bunches!
See ya' on the flipside xo Janine
*Wallene came in 4th place in the pie contest. For her second pie ever made we were duly impressed, but the whole contest is another story.