I’ve been really lucky in my life to have owned a lot of different cars. I enjoy buying older used cars and rebuilding and restoring them, but I also enjoy driving a nice late model car. For the most part I come from a family strongly rooted in the tradition of buying the chevy brand. I’ve been thrilled to own two different corvettes at different times of my life! I loved to take them out on the open road and drive at high speed. My wife would probably kill me if she knew how fast I drove those cars! I’ll just admit that I’ve earned a lot of speeding and reckless driving tickets that I didn’t get (yet.)
When we finally get the lawsuit over and done with from my accident (going on three years now) we’d really like to buy a new car if we have any money left over after all of our expenses have been paid. My wife would love to check out a honda hybrid car. Her mother had a hybrid car for a few years and she really liked it. We’re still puzzled as to why she traded it in for a different car that isn’t a hybrid! I think there were a few things her brother told her about having to replace the battery and how much it would cost that scared her off.
My daughter has been thinking about buying a new kia forte. Mainly because she has heard that it provides good value and is inexpensive. I told her I’d check out the kia forte specs and give her my opinion of what I read. I’m glad that she trusts my judgement! Or at least humors me!
I can remember when we first moved down here my New England accent was so thick, and my ear was so “new” to the area’s accent of the “native” folks that my wife often served as my unofficial translator when we went places. She likes to tell the story about how we went to the local ice cream stand and I wanted to order a large milk shake. Well, apparently my enunciation of the word “large” sounds like “lahge” to the people down here and the guy who was behind the counter was not a natural born American and had a hard time understanding English in the first place. So after repeating myself several times my wife leaned forward and offered up the translation of ”el grande” to the poor confused server!
Well, he understood that all right, and I got my large milkshake. My wife still teases me that she has to tag along to translate for me whenever we go someplace new. One of our new neighbors that was born and raised in the area has such a thick native accent that my wife teases that she has to go with me to visit him so that she can translate for both of us, even though we both speak English!
I was driving home from running errands and heard this song on the radio today. I haven’t heard it in a while – I really like it because it reminds me of some people in my life who have bipolar disorder and they end up making way too much trouble for themselves! I always laugh when I hear the song – I never saw the video until just now before putting it up on my blog. I hope you enjoy it!
