Showing posts with label Chrysler 300M. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chrysler 300M. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Really?

This little dent totalled out my car. Wow.
(This photo was taken last Saturday, since then we have had two days in the 50's and there is only remnants of the biggest drifts left in my yard.)

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

It's Real Life- How I Roll



It's time for It's Real Life over at Farm Fresh. This weeks theme is How I Roll.


The rule is to not prep for these photos. You know REAL life. Well my car is a disaster because my husband has been driving it. I can't even get him to pick up his dirty clothes from the bathroom floor. What would make me think I could get him to get his trash out of my car. Therefore my car is a mess but I didn't clean it for these photos. So this is HOW I ROLL.




The front view. It rained today or it would look way worse.
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Side view. We live on river rock gravel. This is the cleanest I have seen my car in a while.
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Back view. Most of the time you can't see the Chrysler or 300 for all the dirt.
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Yes I am hoping to see this turn over 200,000. I am cheap and cars are expensive!
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Gum, a dollar and a Hy-Vee receipt. You never know when you are going to need a dollar. The gum is so that my husband will never know when I sneak a cig.
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I just liked this little flip flop. I wasn't crazy about the smell so I let it hang from the BBQ grill outside until all the smell was gone.


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My cute little plaid purse that carries one diaper, a Ziploc baggie with wipes, a folder with my MOPS publicity papers, a notebook, one lighter, and a pack of cigs, for those days when my husband nuts. Occasionally it will also carry my check book.

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My radar detector. Never leave home without it. It truly has saved me hundreds times.
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Mason's car seat. We don't leave the drive without Alo the buffalo being on his lap. The little yellow fish he got from the Farm Progress Show. I need to get him turned back to rear facing it was just soooo hooootttt. The sun would beat right on him and no air conditioning would reach him. Every time I would take him out he would be dripping wet.
We are going to keep him rear facing hopefully for the whole winter because it is so much safer.
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Another of Mason's toys. This sits right behind my seat. Makes it easy to reach.

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Mason's stroller. Papers from the Farm Progress Show. 3 gallons of water that needed taken inside. (I did go ahead and take them in after taking photos) The license plate and the crazy colored book are my sisters that I keep forgetting to drop off at her house when I see her.

To the very right is a red object. It is my ice scrapper. I know it is August in Iowa but realistically we could be using this in 6 weeks. Scary thought for all the Iowans out there.

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Again it rained today. Otherwise this is how my whole car would look.
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Mason's cowboy hat from the Rodeo.

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This is what I drive when Austin drives my car and I have MOPS.

Now don't anybody get jealous.

Yes it is John Deere green.
We paid $650 for it 3 years ago. It gets me from point A to point B.
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I wouldn't mind driving it if it didn't have this stack. Yes ladies a stack. With a tractor flapper. For crying out loud a tractor flapper. Not to mention the 75 gallon fuel tank in the bed.

It truly is an embarrassment and Mason loves it. Good thing because it is probably going to be his first vehicle.
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She sure is a beauty!! Especially all the dog pee on the tires. Really who wouldn't want to own this truck.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Yeah!!

I got my car back today. Yesterday my friend, Jess, and I, with all the kids, went to town and dropped my car off to have the windshield fixed. I am so happy to have it back with no cracked windshield. Now I can drive farther than Town. Naturally because of this I am going to Mom and Dad's for the weekend. I am so excited. I haven't seen them since Christmas. I don't think I've ever gone that long before.
Anyways I leave on Thursday and get home on Monday. I told Cameron that I was going to get there Friday night. I lied to her because I want to spend some time with mom and dad alone. That way mom doesn't have to fight to hold her own grandson. Well, that and that way Cameron's boys won't fight to stay the night with Aunt Lola. Love them to death but don't want to sleep with them. They hog the bed and always seem to have "accidents" in bed. I don't like to wake up wet smelling of pee. Maybe it’s just me. Friday Mason and I are going to go spend the day with Austin's grandparents. They like to see all the new stuff Mason is doing. Friday afternoon I have to pick Isaac up from the babysitters for his birthday. I will have to make it look like I am just getting down there from my house though. They, Cameron and her boys, get mad if they don't see me the night we get there.
Saturday we are going through the storage room at Mom's. Cameron was in it a couple of days ago and ran across some 18-24 month clothes for Mason. This makes me very happy because the 12-month clothing he is wearing now is almost too little. I also have to pick up some clothes from Marianne's. When I picked up clothes from her before Mason was born she gave me all of her stuff up to the 18-month mark. Little Hunter was still wearing his 18-month stuff at 24 months of age. If Mason keeps growing like he is we will be handing clothes down to Hunter instead of him giving stuff to Mason.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Quiet Sunday

Usually on Sundays my house is rather loud. Between Hyde and Mason fighting for Austin's attention and the TV or radio it is rather noisy. Not today. Austin has the flu so he is in bed. Mason doesn't know he is home so he thinks it is a work day so we are on schedule and Mason is napping. Hyde knows that Austin is home and upstairs under the electric blanket. Hyde is not stupid so he is up there as well. Being the spoiled dog that he is he is also under the blanket. Only I am awake. I am not doing anything noisy like washing dishes because I don't want to disturb Austin. I know I am such a good wife. Really I am I don't even dry heave when I empty his bucket. Maybe that has more to do with a strong stomach over being a good wife, but we aren't going to split hairs. For today I am a good wife. I will get back to my normal self after he is feeling better. I refuse for this change to be anywhere near permanent. I would hate for him to expect me to be this complacent all the time.


Now on another note. My mother-in-law, Robin, Mason and I went to church today. My front windshield cracked from the cold. Mason had a pooplosion at church and again at Perkins afterwards. Two in one day. That is a record for him. Reading this it might sound like I had a bad day but that is not the case. I am having a good hair day so all this other stuff is trivial. If I had been having a bad or even just okay hair day it would be a different story.

As I was taking a photo of the said good hair to prove it I noticed that I am starting to look old. Well okay maybe not old but deffinatly tired.

I have bags under my eyes.

Where in the world did that zit come from?

My lips are chapped from the below zero temps.

This is why most photos are of the back of my head.

I don't care though because I am having a good hair day.


This is how my hair is usually worn. Mason is too quick on the grabbing.


Amazing what a couple of minutes with a curling iron will do.

Maybe one of these days I'll get my straight iron back from Cammie.