Banjo, I've worked hard all my life to be different, weird, whatever anyone wants to call me. (I realized some time ago that I had succeeded!!)
Dahubby's gone this evening. Sarah & I were doing dinner, and talking about her job, the car show, and I started babbling about the carbs. She had this puzzled, almost pained look on her face. I said, "What?" She said, "Mom, you're losing it. I need to get you to the mall."
I grinned and said, "Ooh, that'd be fun...they got a Moss Motors store there?"
That was when I got the 'my mom's a gearhead' look.
Just between ya'll & me...I'm not sure dahubby doesn't think I've gone off the deep end.
Maybe I have.
Water's great, come on in!