Amy and I dropped Marge off in Hendersonville today. I can't believe I've had her for 10 years now! You just can't kill a Honda. Mother said that if I would take her to the place that Jenny trusted (which of course was up near her house, 30 minutes from me), then she would lend me the money to have her made like new. I'll be anxious to drive a car that has TWO side mirrors and doesn't shake and has air conditioning that's cool and doesn't sound like Tony Stewart's car.
To thank Amy, I took her to a fancy restaurant for lunch. Los Palmos. Mary Nancy and Elizabeth and I had run into one of the guys from Rascal Flatts the last time we were there. So I'm constantly on star spotting patrol now when I'm eating cheap mexican.
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