At the beginning of the summer, Mike’s parents gave us an 89 Honda. Well, it was very appreciated but didn’t pass MVI at the end of June so there it sat. We decided not to get it fixed because we knew that Mike’s grammy was planning on giving him her 1981 Nissan Datsun. Yes, I said ’81. I’m sure that was a great year but me being four and all, I don’t remember much about it.
Anway, this car was purchased in California and made the trip to Canada when Grammy C moved back here. Since then, she didn’t drive it much. It’s never been driven in the winter. NEVER. Which means there is barely a spot of rust on it, it’s not seen a salt covered highway.
It just passed it’s MVI with flying colors. All it needed was a new battery. So, we graciously accepted her gift. All we had to do it buy a special tether anchor for the car seat and it’s good to go. Since I know you are dying to see what a 1981 Datsun looks like, here she is. I like to call her Butterscotch:
Yup, she’s a bee-ute!
Ok, on to the next thing. Our dear friend Mrs. B promised on Sunday to bring C something delicious. Well, she did not disappoint with a cute little box of chocolates. But, as an added bonus, she brought C some very fancy jewelry to play with as well. She was thrilled. Thrilled I tell you. Here are some shots of her in all her be-jewelled glory:
In that top shot of her, she is actually saying into the mirror, “I look great!”
So the next thing is that I am patiently waiting for my dear friend Toots to have her baby already. She is over due. Hurry up. I don’t have a picture to post of her…well, I do but not one of her pregnant and she would prolly get mad if I just posted a randm one…but, what the heck, it’s my blog. Here’s a wonderful photo of Ewok for your viewing pleasure.
She loves me and will NOT likely post any pictures of me on her blog because that would be vengeful. I don’t think God would like that 🙂 (I’m so totally asking for it, aren’t I?)
Alright, I’ve had enough fun with pictures today and should probably stop wasting all my time while C “rests.”
Thank you and please come again.