A Windy Knoll Report

Apologies, apologies.  I try to post this blog by 9:00 a.m. Central Daylight Saving Time; however, yours truly has some physical problems and this is just not my day.  I’ll fill you in later with more details.  I try not to talk about ailments but. . . . .

I do have one bright spot to report.  I’m (John says it’s mine) the proud owner of a small SUV that I can get in and out of more easily. I have been begging for a new car for at least 10 years, but to no avail.  Finally after much heated discussion, etc. it’s here.  We own a 1985 Buick Roadmaster — bought it new and have enjoyed trip after trip in it, but then the time came when I couldn’t get out of it and since then we’ve been traveling in the pickup.  John keeps saying the Buick is a good car and it is — he has taken good care of it — oil changes, grease jobs, etc. — but it is of no value to me if I can’t get out.  I’ve called it John’s Chariot for the last few years.

Two years ago some of John’s relatives from Key West were here. We had made homemade ice cream and were sitting on the sun porch when the man asked, “Do you ever try to get that old car out of the shed!!”  What a laugh we all had when I answered, “Not until we are going somewhere.”

Now the Roadmaster is for sale — it will only be five years until it’s classified as antique.  Somebody might like to have it to restore.  It’s never been in an accident.  If you are that person let us hear from you.

Aches and pains, as well as new vehicles are also part of country living.