While the eastern part of the country is digging out, I feel almost guilty - but not really, not at all - with the last couple of days when we've had spring paying a visit. Don't worry, it won't last.
Apparently, Friday was "Orange Friday" around here. About a football game or something later. I stopped on the "Popcycle Bridge" - an old rundown bridge that was recently revamped along the trail system. It includes painted lines and decals, cute benches, and traffic signs, as a place for young kids to learn the ways of the road. We old kids like it too.
I don't own any Bronco gear, but Bella was up for the fashion challenge.
Speaking of rules of the road, I got Meego signed up fro Driver's Ed this week. I called the place and the guy says, "Got number three set to go, eh?"
He remembered us?
He probably had all our information at the ready from my phone number, but I do appreciate the familiarity... and the family discount.
We haven't figured out a car for Meego yet, which he is very happy about. We want him to learn to drive a stick, but our current fleet is all automatics. Chaco bought the Civic off us, and I doubt he'll loan it to Meego for the cause.
We're not trading Ellie Mae, she's so lovably functional. We inherited my mom's 2000 Toyota Echo, which would be great if it were a stick, but it's not. No way we're trading that either, because... Mom.
So Meego's grinning like the Cheshire cat, and offering to help pay for "his" car. Since he started making decent money last summer, he's considered possible cars. He was googling images one day, and I mentioned that I remembered wanting a Honda CRX back in the 80s
So he did a quick image search and replied,
"You wanted one of those??", rather incredulously.
"Yeah. So?? Whassamatter with that?", I replied.
No answer, just a strange look.
So I'm totally in the market for one now. Because every boy should learn to drive in his mom's teen dream car.