Not wanting to do the traditional “Christmas Drama” with hubby, I made a request for my sweet grandsons to come and help me get the Christmas lights on the fence before it snows again. They were so happy to help me, Lukas brought his friend Tyler. Our crawl space is quite miserable for adults to walk hunched over in but with smaller people they are much younger and endure it well. Noah is always a willing worker but today didn’t relish his older brothers supervision. As Joshua and I hung lights on the railings of the front porch he inquired of me if everything was alright? Mind you, this kid is fourteen, a teenagers. They are not suppose to think outside the box, as they are usually the only one in that box. I told him that I was sad about “Little Girl,” my 2001 PT Cruiser. Last Saturday I left her in the driveway for the snow to melt off. Karl left to go help Joe and Joshua do the wiring in the basement when Karl backed into her. He felt terrible. I knew the damage was serious but not enough to be totaled. I’ll know tomorrow. I know you shouldn’t place a lot of value and sentiment in material objects, however, I have love this car from the moment I saw the first prototype at the car show in 1999. I bought Little Girl is January of 2000. Eight months later on 9-11 I was t-boned and received $6,000 in damages. This is the third fender bender and I thought for sure that I would just get a new paint job and radiator and she would be good as new. Anyway, Josh was so sad for me. A few minutes later in asked me if I needed
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