Guess what I have?
Remember last month how I said I was going to be getting ‘something’? Well, I’ve got that ‘something’. Can’t figure out what my special something is (hint: it’s not a wheel)? What about now?
All right. I know you’ve figured it out by now.
From last Sunday on, I have a truck! It is officially mine (sssshhh! Don’t tell the DMV). It may seem like nothing special to you, but to me, it’s everything. It’s my baby! You might have a girlfriend or a spouse, but I’ve got a truck!
After waiting almost a year, I’ve got it! It sat in a friend’s field for seven years. When we (me and my dad) got it last Sunday, we rented a car trailer (thank God for U-Haul) and drove up to our friend’s house. After five minutes of trying to back the trailer into the field (who knew it was so hard), we finally decided to turn the 800 or so pound trailer around 180 degrees. Even with five people pushing and pulling, it took half an hour. Then, my dad had to hitch the trailer back up to the truck. After that, it was pretty easy to move my 1982 Chevy S10 onto the trailer. (Don’t you love the sound of the word ‘my’?) With three people pushing, a come-along pulling, and somebody steering and using the brake pedal, it was pretty easy to move.
But, due to a yellow-jacket nest near the truck, my dad and I can’t start working on the truck until all those nasty insects are in another world. Then, you can look forward to regular updates on the truck. Now I’ll stop blabbing and show you some pictures of my truck.
She’s my baby, and I love her!
With a 180 horsepower, 4.3 liter V6, one can imagine that she’s a rocket hauler! VROOM!
CONGRATULATIONS!!!! She is beautiful. I hope it brings you lots of joy and miles of safe travel!
Cynthia and Ron
That is so, so, so, so great!! You have your own truck that is so awsome! I’m very happy for you.
I didn’t own a vehicle until 3 months before my 22nd birthday. But I didn’t grow up car obsessed OR in California. So you win. Congrats!
I’ve seen beautiful chicks in my time but this baby has a real set of…wheels.
Can’t wait till you lavish her with some of your affection and turn her motor on.
Then warn your readers to get the hell off of the road.
Remember to wash the grease off of your hands before you do your postings from now on.
None of your readers wants grease on their screens.
Hugs from Zayzee
Zayzee….Watch your language. There are kids reading this blog!
Oh My!! Sounds like love at first sight!! Congrats Candler and have tons of fun. Just let me know when you are going to be driving it please.
Got it… Don’t worry, just wait a couple of years. I’ll let you know then.
First cars are always the most special. I still remember my first car and the day I picked it up from the dealership. One problem – it was a stick shift and I had no idea how to drive it. But, I was brave – got behind the wheel and sputtered and jerked all the way home. It got much better from there. Enjoy her, Candler! One day you will be telling your grandchildren stories of how she came about.
SOOOO amazing…
Isn’t there some kind of device (like they use at the go-karting place) to prohibit excessive speed? Where can I get one? Not that I don’t trust you………
You might have to do some research on that…
Mazel tov, Candler! (That’s what I say to everyone who has a new baby!) You are one lucky guy! And tell your mom, not to worry…it’s only a couple years til you’re 16 (hee hee!)!!!
I’ve got a new baby! Wait… Does that mean I’m a dad at thirteen? Oh, God, I hope not.
Candler – Congratulations.. I know you will trick this out and shine it up so that we will all be jealous of your new baby.
Left me know when you are ready for some 22 inch rims !
You’re worse than my dad, Zayzee, and Uncle Bob combined!…