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With a twist

So the whole car thing? Where Daughter is taking the olive green car that we got tuned up and ready for the trip? Has changed a little.

New scenario involves the olive green car staying here. And my car going to Providence.

And me driving the cranberry red pickup.

And hubby driving the olive green car which works fine around town, but isn't the greatest choice for a cross country jaunt followed by a winter in New England followed by another cross country jaunt. I knew this. Hubby just took longer to accept it.

So there you have it.

The really funny part? Is hubby thinks we can loan the girl my car for a year and expect her to actually return it after she graduates from college. He actually made a point of letting our girl know that we'll need it back when she's done with school.

Really?


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