The thoughts of me and my dog who used to be Harvey, but is now George, who is Harvey's great-great-great-great-nephew.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Lenten thanks 27
I love Betty Beetle! Driving her makes me smile. It's true I haven't been out in her for a while: she's not a cold weather car. Not only does she lack heating, there's a gaping hole where the radio used to be that the wind whistles through. But the last few days I've driving her around and it does make me happy. I don't know what it is; it must be fairy dust.