This would be fine if I was sentimental about normal things.
But I'm not.
Things I think most women get sentimental about and maybe I should try being sentimental about.
~baby pics of their kids
~old baby clothes their kids wore
~pictures their kids drew (that are so rotten that they are actually cute)
~lopsided ash trays (or coin holders) their kids made in pottery/art class
~I don't know!! I'm reaching here! I had a friend once who made a scrapbook with a bunch of
**Songs that remind them of the good old days**
this van was huge! So many memories! Vacations. Carpools. Volleyball tourneys. Watching movies (it had a huge TV on the floor-not like the wimpy TVs that swing down from the ceiling now a days). One time I took all the seats out of it and filled it with Crispy Cremes (for a fund raiser). Thousands of Crispy Cremes. I have pictures. All I can say is you're lucky my scanner isn't hooked up yet.
Okay, I'll stop. I could go on and on (maybe I already have). No just one more.
So pretty! Sigh.
Definitely feeling all drippy now. So I'd like to share this.
Ode to my beloved van
Dear Sweet Van.
you were a great van.
words cannot express how much you meant to me.
all that you put up with
kids kicking your seats, ripping out the tabs on your cup holders, drawing with ink pen on your ceiling, vomiting on your carpet...boogers smeared on the seats
you never gave up on us
well maybe a couple times like on the way home from school with a van load of kids and your fuel pump died and Lori had to come and rescue me
but that's okay. I know you didn't mean it
we all have parts that are giving out on us
I'm sorry my mean husband made me sell you
I dread to think of how you are being taken care of now
That guy that bought you looked a little suspicious to me
I'm sure he isn't loving you like I did
keeping you clean and tidy like I did
Please forgive me for letting you go
I know kinda chokes you up ehh?
The saddest part?
When I started writing this morning I meant to blog about my feelings for this...
please promise me you'll come back.
4 comments:
I promise I'll come back!
I get sentimental about cars, too. My first one was totaled, and I CRIED, right there in the junkyard, when the guy told me there would be no reviving her. Farewell, dear Paseo. Her name was Dionne. Spunky little thing, she was.
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Ahahahahaha! too funny! I'm not sure if I should laugh or cry! Boogers smeared on the seats! hahaha!
Love it. love it. I'll be back...
Hi! I'm back visiting from SITS Roll Call again.
You know this is really so true. I ran across a box of baby clothes that belonged to my son - he is 28 now! I found an old hat that said "No. 1 Son" and put it up on a shelf. When my grandson was born, I gave it to my daughter in law, expecting her to be as sentimental about it as me and display it. I never saw it again, and don't even know if she kept it!
Music is a big one for sure and my first car, oh yeah... it was a VW bug and I'll never forget the fun times we had in her.
Have a great Thursday!
Oh my God! I did not take nearly as many photos, but I too love my van. I have a post (I think in July 2009) of my current full-sized conversion van: 2004 Chevy. So fun. So practical (how else can I go to Home Good at Geneva Commons and buy 4 large canvas prints and get them home?), so much time "hanging out" with family, dragging things home from Ikea in Schaumburg. I drive it alone, to work, every day--damned be my carbon footprint. I'll make it up by raking rather than using a leaf blower! I adore my van, too. Nice to see a blog where you think similarly. All my best to you, coolkayaker1 in Geneva, IL
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