Cabin Fever

I wish I could say I was snowed in but no, just a lot of ice. And for a girl with a little red Mustang and a broken down truck, that means no going out at all. Damn, she sure is cute, but she isn't getting anywhere close to out of the driveway in this weather.

A picture of better weather, to keep me going through this long winter:

That was when I first got her, before I had the chance to really beat her up. I live on a farm its impossible to keep anything nice for too long. Thats what I get for just needing a convertible. I've been through five cars in five years, the Mustang is number six. I haven't killed her off yet so I can't really say I've "gone through" her.

My second car, but first love, Daisy:

Typical first car story, that '88 Jeep was a hunk of junk. But damn did I love her. The seats and seatbelts were rusted right out of the tub, there was no passenger floorboard at all, also due to rust. Now of course, I didn't have a top for it for the longest time, so when it rained...

I made it work.

Sure, it wasn't the brand new cars that were rolling into my high school's parking lot every day, but I could do anything I wanted with it and I will have those memories for the rest of my life. But, all good things must come to an end. I drove her a little too hard and off a little cliff, cracking the frame pretty good. Now she's just a big yellow 'quad', no windshield, no roof, all fun.

After that I got a '95, green Jeep Cherokee, which lasted all of four months, I don't even have a picture of it. But then came Henley, my '91 Cherokee, another favorite of mine.

I fell in love in that car, but I want to write out that story in another post, I feel like this one is going on too long as it is. If you're still reading, thanks!

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My boyfriend works from 3a.m. to 2p.m. so when he gets home he'll just be tired and not want to go out, just like the last few icy days. I guess blogging is all I can really do right now. I've been working at home a little bit, but God forbid my phone dings, because what should be a two-second check turns into a twenty-minute Facebook scroll.

Leave a comment about your first car, I wanna hear some good beater stories!