My New Car...
I wasn't sure how to title this blog: My Terrific Kids, How Cool is This?, OMG, You won't believe it!,
Jumping for joy!
In the end I decided to tell the story just as it happened. My son Jimmy and his wife Tracy (the daughter of my heart) and my two grandchildren were visiting North Carolina. I offered to feed their sweet new kitty, Jodie. Jodie is incredibly affectionate and wanted to be rubbed even before being fed.
After we put down her food and fresh water I opened the envelope that was left on the counter for me.
I thought it was going to be new drawings from Michael and Hannah for my refrigerator - which we affectionately call "gallery de la grandkid." Among items in the envelope, which didn't make sense, was a card which I quickly opened.
After reading the first line, I immediately burst into tears. Poor Phil thought something bad might have happened and Jodie jumped up on the counter to rub against me to show her concern. When I could talk, I could only say "Oh my God, They gave me a car, they gave me a car."
I turned the envelop onto the counter and there lay the title, a gift declaration for the DMV and two car keys. What incredible kids! What an incredible surprise! And so needed. My old Volvo is belching fumes and needs so much work we weren't sure if it would be worth fixing.
The phone call to the kids was mostly joyful tears. Tracy said they didn't want to make a big deal out of it but it was a big deal for me. And I couldn't be more grateful!
Jodie was so glad when I stopped crying and got back to the business of showering affection on her.
We stopped at a local coffee shop on the way home and I admired my car from the window.
I ask you. Just how great is that?
I think her name is Sue. Her middle name is Beatrix. And her last name is Rhu.
Sue B. Rhu...


Well... what a delightful surprise, eh? A wagon that doesn't get stuck, and doesn't cost you an inheritance for a consult or to fix. It seems that the Swedish automobile gods have not been particularly beneficent to you (kinda' like the way the Bushies have treated the middle class), so a 'Roo will be just great! Besides... with me as your resident auto consultant, what more could you want? Looks like a nice ride! How thoughtful of them. But then... you deserve to be treated lovingly. Unlike Bush.
Posted by: Rick Dog | February 14, 2008 at 08:37 AM
What a surprise it was...at first I was startled to see Cat crying so forcefully...but they were tears of joy. Congrats to us...it's a beautiful car for a beautiful lady.
Posted by: Phil | February 14, 2008 at 08:44 AM