Feels like a song. The second time I sang in public (the first time was the intro to Simon and Garfunkel’s Bridge Over Troubled Water). The next time my band, age 12, sang 5oo Miles and painfully, two others. They were tone deaf and couldn’t play guitar. Yes, I chose poorly but they were my friends. Now I quit guitar because I was being taught guitar by a drummer who hated that I had perfect pitch. If I succeeded I’d be better and he couldn’t have that.
I’ve driven halfway across the country, twice, and to Texas and back last year for Thanksgiving. Over six years I’ve only placed 18,000 miles on my SUV which is now ten years old. Our insurance company just made me re-do all our info so they can charge me more and place more money in Warren Buffett’s pockets.
We bought in TX six years ago, a 2003. It’s a pretty little girl and I really didn’t name her, it’s just my car, your (Volvo sedan) car here. Simple. Hipless Wonder is not allowed in the Volvo except at my feet (passenger) in a major snowstorm.
We have a 4″ orthopedic bed for the Hipless Wonder-dog and a cargo net in MY car. Plus a tub with stuff if I get stuck on the side of the road like a mylar blanket, nuts and jumper cables. Of course, it would help if I brought my cell phone. Yes, that’s six years old as well and I forget it all the time.
In good weather I enjoy walking to the grocery stores and around the neighborhood, with or without Hipless Wonder. I keep the SUV running at least once a week but with our location walking is my preference. Cheers! Dee
Cooking with Dee 
Apologies for PPM’s Day is Done and CSNY’s Teach Your Children. I was just a kid so please forgive me. Next blog: I had a band, I was 12.