Minivan Blues

I am NOT a needy person, I really don’t like depending on the undependable. And there are certain things I don’t trust as far as I can throw them. This might be a good quality sometimes but I don’t feel that way right now. I hate hate hate the fact that I am scorning a gift and wanting what I don’t deserve. What I want more than anything, so bad I notice it. Just like someone trying to quit smoking can smell a cigarette a mile away. Just like my son sees guitars in everything he sees. I notice minivans. Like guys scoping out chicks, I stare down each Nissan Quest, each Honda Odyssey I see. I also have seen a Toyota Highlander that looks nice to me. After squeezing my postpartum behind in between two carseats so we can have 3 adults, 2 kids in the car I yearn, I pine for a minivan. I don’t care if the gas goes up to $5 a gallon, I still need one. So who out there is giving one away. This artist Mama needs one so badly.
But enough about me, here’s some pictures of a day out with the Ward grandparents:
Fake Smiles
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Komodo the Dragon
“Look at that tasty chubby girl, I’d love to munch!”
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Josiah and Grandpa Jim come to the rescue!
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“Get back Komodo! You will not eat tiny Eden B!
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“I am sorry my friends, let’s take a ride and simmer down.”
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Komodo and Josiah take Grandma for a jaunt into the brush…
To the Steak N Shake.


2 thoughts on “Minivan Blues

  1. I commented before – I’ll comment again (If it becomes comments spam – let me know and I’ll quit). Give me a shout and we can talk. We’re selling a dependable Dodge Grand Caravan. Not giving it away, but not too spensive either…

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