I really wish I could say it was like this, (photo from here)but sadly it is not....
instead it is big and black, with tinted windows...... yes my friends, this is no longer the blog of a cake loving, chocolate eating, crochet discoverer, who loves her sewing machine.
no - this is now the blog of a gangster. I feel like the mafia as I drive about in it......
aaaahh - driving.
Thursday - drive from showroom to home - distance 1/4 mile. no. of times in wrong gear - three
all weekend - lots of driving practise - no of course not, I let hubby drive........
Tuesday - no. of times I stall car - one
no. of times I try to pull off in 3rd gear - three
no. of times I roll forward whilst trying to get car out of VERY TIGHT parking space - four
no. of times I get out to check how much room I have - one
no. of times I nearly cry - one
no. of times I tell myself "get real - of course you can do it you silly woman" - once
no. of emergency sweets from my bag - five - ( Thank you Lynn, these also came in very useful when E poured hot chocolate all over himself at the car showroom on Thursday, and then got quite upset.....)
they are truly wonderful sweets, I am especially reassured by the lack of depleted uranium.
no. of times the children have squealed with excitement about riding in new car - too many to count!
no. of cups of tea I had when I got home - just one, but it is very special tea from a very special friend (yes Lynn - you again!), see how green it is.
look she sent me this oh so pretty fabric too.
I'm making her a birthday present because it might be her birthday soon, do you think she will guess what it is?