"Sweet Ride"

I'm starting to get an inflated ego--not that it wasn't already well on it's way to begin with, but the newest additions to the Schweighardt complex are really reflecting well on me. Introducing:

Sweet Ride #1: My 1973 Buick Boat tail Riviera

Thanks to my Father, this Beautiful Golden Girl is now parked in our garage in the Tri-Cities. For those of you who don't know the story of how she got here, it all begins with bribery: Dad was determined that all of his kids would graduate from high school and college. And where a little encouragement doesn't hurt, the promise of a car for graduation goes a heck of a lot further.

So, when I got my High School diploma and went off to college, I was given the first Golden Girl: my old faithful 80's Grand Am...who turned out to be not so faithful when someone *cough* not really my fault *cough* forgot to check the fluids before a road trip and cracked the engine head. ouch.

We won't mention the second Golden Girl, aside from saying she was a 1970 Impala and my first love. And yes, John is completely aware that if she were still my car, he and every other man on this earth probably wouldn't stand a chance.

...Which is why being reunited with my third Golden Girl is so special to me. She was my present for graduation with my bachelor's degree and I can honestly say that Dad worked harder on restoring her than either Joe or Emily's college cars. I can say this because I'm the youngest and we get all the best stuff. That being said, I totally don't deserve this car or the implication that someone loves me so much that he wanted to restore it and give it to me. Maybe someday I'll find words adequate enough to say thanks, Dad. (Is it enough to say that writing a post about cars has made me start to tear up...twice?)

Moving on! John and I realized that she may not be a year old yet, but Audrey needed a hot ride too. Itroducing:

Sweet Ride #2: Audrey's new Phil & Ted's Graffiti Sport Stroller

This thing defines the phrase "sweet ride" and it only helps that it was designed in New Zealand by people who enjoy slipping Bill & Ted's references into their product advertisement. It also has a snap on attachment to convert it to a double stroller. (So Audrey can fart on her little sibling, according to Auntie Em)

Hopefull this will just be the begining of Audrey's love affair with the feel of wheels on the pavement and the wind in her hair...as long as she doesn't actually start driving until she's 35.



Norbert is 8 weeks old, the size of a raspberry and is making Mama very, VERY tired...but not sick, so she's not technically complaining...but maybe just a little.