What’s In Your Stocking?

Isn’t it lovely? It’s my new Fiat 500 Pop. High gas mileage, powered by industrious squirrels. I wouldn’t want to drive it across the US but it’s great for a go-to-town/run-about/get-my-ass-out-of-the house car. It doesn’t feel as small from the inside as it looks from the outside. Plus, it has great glass. You can see in all directions. Some modern cars have such tiny, angled windshields, I feel as if I am in the cockpit of a jet.

We were having trouble finding a truck we liked. Dealers either have stripped-down work trucks or four-door rolling bordellos. No one has a simple two-door with some space in the back for groceries, dogs, tack, etc. Not to mention the prices!! Used wasn’t any better. If we found a used truck with a price tag that we could wrap our heads around, it would have 200,000+ miles. No thank you, already have a farm truck.

Then there is the psycho-social angst of shopping for a truck to pull my trailer when I don’t have a horse to show.

Where can I find a horse like this? Never going to storm around Preliminary, but will toodle around Baby Novice, or wander down the trail, or do impromptu Foxfield drill team maneuvers. Adorable. No drama.

This is another reason for putting off the horse shopping. It takes a while to recover from writing all those numbers on a check. Lets hope this works out better than our last major purchase.
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Yesterday’s letters all came from my truck, a 1989 F250 Ford Diesel:
tailgate minus decorative plate: FORD
front plate: FOURMILE FIRE DEPT
brand logo: Ford
tire: DYNATRAIL
front plate: FOURMILE FIRE DEPT
bumper sticker: SAFETY BELTS SAVE LIVES
keyhole
model id: DIESEL

model id: DIESEL
license plate: ALABAMA
license plate: FIRE FIGHTER
license plate: ALABAMA