Wednesday, February 09, 2011

That Was Then . . .

. . . and this is now:

I'm telling you . . . American Gothic meets Mississippi Redneck Maverick couple!

Tickled pink today, because the tractor arrived.

Look, people.  I've been awaiting this day for . . . months.  days.  hours.  minutes.

Why, you ask?

Because my husband goes about these things with a scientific mind.  And, once he's made up his mind, he thinks some more.  He might even scratch that, and think about this for awhile, just to keep up the suspense.

Finally.  Today.  He. chose.

He chose his choice in a tractor, and they delivered!!  WOOT!

For all the research he's done, I'm confident he's chosen well.  It's a smart little tractor, new to us, but with quite a bit of life yet in it.  It even has a road safety triangle, so he can drive it to work . . .

. . . to work on the new DRIVEWAY that is!!  

I, Queen Tractor Vixen Angi have decreed it:  Driveway Development Shall Commence Forthwith!  Immediately!

Even Sir Keller agrees!  Chop, chop, Dad!

Who can argue, since he won a tractor race with his Dad in the driveway?


Jules said...

Oh what fun! Glad it is green. :)

But really the farmer needs new duds for driving... work boots, jeans, and a Carhart coat! :) LOL!

Gram said...

She thinks my tractors sexy!! Or try John Deere green!

Jamie Jo said...

I love the little John Deere with your little dear. So cute! The one of you on the tractor sort of stirs up memories of Cher: "She was a scamp, a camp, and bit of a tramp, She was a V-A-M-P, Vamp!" Hadn't thought of that in years.

Brenna said...

How exciting! Have fun :D

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