Thursday, February 11, 2010

I Got My Car Back!

When my daughter and her two boys moved in with me last September, I lost my car. I lost my car to my daughter. I've finally got it back. My daughter has filed her taxes, received her refund, bought a used car, paid back loans... and 5 days later she's broke and borrowing money from me again. Just like old times.

She got a '92 Ford Explorer.



When your funds are limited, your choices are too. A bit of a gas guzzler, but she looks good in it. The boys do too. And its hers. All hers.

Do you remember your first car? Not a shared car, but your own personal vehicle. I've got just one word for it.....

FREEDOM!!! As long as you had gas money. But even if you didn't, you could go sit in your car and be alone with your own thoughts. Damn, I wish I had some gas.
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Rudee said...

One step closer! Good for her and more especially, for you!

Wanda said...

Looks really nice!

My first car of my very own bought with my own money was a 1951 Plymouth. White tuck and roll uphostry. $150 and you had to double clutch it to get it into third gear. I bought when I was in College. Yes it surely spelled FREEDOM!

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cat's momma said...

Wow, plenty of room in that car, and it looks nice too! Good for her.

The first car I bought was a 1965 red Mustang...loved it...but I bought it used and it didn't last long at all. The next one I bought was a brand new VW to drive and I could put a dollar's worth of gas in it and it would take me pretty far. The good old days.

Rosy said...

My very first car that I worked hard to save up for was a 1970 Chevy...I remember I was so proud of that car that is until I married my first husband who decided he was going to beef up that engine while I was having his kid in the he claims it was going to be a wonderful suprise when I got back home...well it was one of the most biggest suprise I ever gotten!
When I seen my car the Engine was gone and the car was have torn apart. Turned out to be someone had stolen the engine.

I laugh at it now but at that time I wasn't laughing.

OyaSophia said...

My first car was a baby blue Pinto hatchback that I received as a high school senior. I did not care that I did not look cool. I was just delighted to be FREE to come and go as I pleased. My college friends still tease me about that car, how I would tear out and leave them standing in a cloud of exhaust. LOL

Sue J said...

My first car was an egg-yolk yellow Holden Torana. I remember I drove it back from wherever we fetched it from and it was only running on three cylinders instead of four. New plugs and leads fixed that. It was a good car and had the best headlights of any car I've owned. I didn't get a drivers license until I was 34, so it wasn't so much a matter of freedom as the ability to taxi kids around with ease. Before that I got around on a pushbike.

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