Saturday, October 04, 2008

My old car

My family has a tradition of giving each other our cars. I like that.

So after my dad gave me his Jeep for one butterscotch pie (a Jeep which I absolutely love, love, love and which I named Cordelia —thanks for the name, Melanie G ), I needed to do something with my old car.

While I was contemplating the possibilities, my nephew's car died unexpectedly. So I sold my old car to my sister for two pedicures—one for me and one for Megan, who helped me deliver it to their house.

Michael, my nephew, tried it out and liked it. He has now made it his own:

I think it looks kind of cool.

Now playing on my iPod: Let the Good Times Roll by The Cars


Suan said...

he has definately made it his own... thanks again :)

Kenna said...

NO WAY! I love it, it's beautiful! Did he do it himself? How did he pick up this artful skill? And WHAT OTHER SURFACES HAS HE SHARED HIS TALENT ON? HAHAHAHAHAHA

Kim Thompson said...

Very cool! Where can I get a car for two pedicures? :)

Julie Wright said...

Love it!

Heather B. Moore said...

That is hilarious. Very clever!!

Cindy Beck said...

To heck with the cars ... how do I get you to make me a butterscotch pie? :)

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Kimberly said...

Sweet deal!

Danyelle Ferguson said...

Love the car! Very cool!