The husband finally sold his truck last night. The truck had been for sale for a while. A guy with the best offer and who wanted a project truck, stopped by last night and drove off in it. Never thought I'd miss seeing it in the driveway, but it is weird with it gone. I suppose it did have a lot of character, and it sure got a lot of compliments. It even had its share of funny stories, like the time the antenna fell off while going down the road, and another time when Youngest, who was only eight years old at the time, tried to plant an innocent smooch on the girl who used to live across the street while they were sitting in the front seat.
There is no blue without yellow and without orange. - Vincent van Gogh