Mama's New Ride

Yeah, I know I was trying to get a VW bus restored. I finally threw in the towel with that thing. For a variety of reasons, I lost my enthusiasm for that vehicle. I still have it, but I will be putting it up for sale soon. I gave it an almost valiant effort though. The VW has a new engine and a new carburetor. Had I been able to maintain a head of steam with respect to its restoration, I'd probably still be enamored of it. However, life got in the way of my plans for the VW—cancer scares, lost jobs and a great deal of angst. I simply didn't have it in me to go any further. I think, at this point, the VW is representative of all of the bad things that happened to our family in one fell swoop. I can no longer be bothered to labor over a car in an effort to bring it back to its former luster, both inside and out.

I've always loved old cars. Prior to the birth of my child, I went to every classic car show I could find. I always said I would have an old car at some point in my life. My first (failed) attempt was with the VW. My next attempt is with this Ford station wagon that the original owner painted red. Yep, she painted everything red, including the panels. When I was a kid, you could not have told me I'd grow up to have such an affinity for station wagons. I thought them ugly and uncool. Well, they still may be uncool, but I love everything about them. This one and I found each other. I didn't even have to negotiate price with the seller. Each time I spoke to him, the price came down a little more without me even asking. He just wanted to sell it and get some cash. I just wanted a station wagon . . . even if it was one that never should have seen a speck of red paint.

I guess I will paint it eventually. There's no rush. This thing runs well for a car that's two years younger than I am. And it's a station wagon!! I'm in love!!!!