Wonder Wheel’s Days Are Numbered

Husband finally got that car he’s been researching and researching since he got home from deployment.

Seriously, if you ever need to buy a used car, Husband can guide you through it.

It’s a sporty little number, leather seats, the whole shebang.  What kills me is, he’ll drive it back and forth to work and then park it in the garage all weekend, letting it rest.  Don’t laugh, it’s what he used to do with his Mazda.  Yes, and then he beats the hell out of La Tahoe.

Anyway, so yeah.  The new(er) car needs a bit of work done, so Wonder Wheel isn’t totally out of commission yet.  Once he gets the new(er) one fixed (front end suspension stuff, but still drivable), he’ll probably donate Wonder Wheel to charity.

In the meantime, if it snows, he’ll probably sneak out in my truck because the tires on Wonder Wheel are balder than Telly Savalas!