We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature--trees, flowers, grass--grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence...We need silence to be able to touch souls. --Mother Teresa

Sunday, June 27, 2010


This is how I used to roll......We call her Whitey.  Pretty original.

I love this car.  I loved it when we bought it and I love it today.  It's a sweet ride for an old lady like me.  Leather seats and a 6 CD player.  And the stereo rocks.  Michael sounds like he's sitting right next to me.  It's a dream drive.

Then one day in March, our favorite mechanic called.  He was firm.  He meant business.  Black Betty was grounded to the city limits.  No more highway for her.  He meant it.  Dangerous.  Black Betty was my husband's ride.

Black Betty became my ride.  Black Betty and I are not friends.  I thought we could be, but we just couldn't build a relationship.  In fact, I think Black Betty is a word that begins with a b and rhymes with witch.  Who knew they made cars that don't flash a light when you are low on fuel?

I have driven Black Betty for 3 and a half months.  But no longer.  Black Betty is for sale because last week, I began rollin' with this sweet ride......

Welcome to the family.  Thanks, Honey.

And yes, we name all our cars.  Just sayin'.


Mrs. E said...

Got a name yet? Or just waiting to see what fits? I love it!!

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kerri said...

I love mine too!

Your own soul is nourished when you are kind, but you destroy yourself when you are cruel. -Proverbs 11: 17