Friday, April 9, 2010

Car Crush

I want to buy this truck and paint it a shiny, hunter green...or a tame turquoise...or the palest lavender. (That is definitely a truck with a face, no? It's grimacing because someone painted it the color of a penny.)

This is my dream car - a 1969 Morris Minor Wagon.

The Dogtor says I can only have an old car after I take a shop class.

He's clever, isn't he? Without saying no, he said no.

1 comment:

  1. My mom had a yelllow version of this truck when I was growing up. Her name was Katie and I can still remember how she smelled. It was this unique blend of gasoline, dirt and old leather. Your husband is a wise man. I think Katie spent more time with the mechanic than on the road.