The Other Woman

Yes, it's true. John has another woman.
At first I felt jealous--then I reminded myself that she has some things to offer that I just don't.
I'm okay with that.

This is his other woman. She's a bit boxy if you ask me, but whatever.

I guess it's her V6 engine, oversized tires, and spunky personality that won him over.

:)

He spent his entire afternoon babying his sweet Ford Bronco II. He hasn't worked on her in over a year now, and her tires haven't felt the pavement in about that long. John got her inspected, registered, insured, and put back together (a new battery and some cables did the trick) in anticipation of driving her to work on his 1st day back on 24hr shifts.

His excitement just made me giggle. How is it that a man can love a vehicle like that? And why is it that men refer to them as females? Sheesh.
I can't complain too much I guess---after all, he did buy me a purse dog.


Mel