Merry Christmas to me!

Another little new change is our “new” truck. With baby #3 on the way, I had to start thinking about getting a new truck, because 3 carseats wont fit in the backseat of my Explorer. It’s the reason I got an SUV in the first place, so it’s annoying, but whatever. It’s also got something wrong in the front end of it that we assume is going to cost a good chunk of change to fix, and we dont really feel comfortable with me relying on it. So we thought about trading it in on a Suburban, or buying a smaller pickup for Chuck to drive so I could have the Duramax but we just couldn’t justify having another loan with a payment since my Explorer is paid off. I suggested that we get an older, single cab pickup for Chuck to drive instead. But when I said older I didn’t mean antique!!!! This is what he came home with.....



Don’t get me wrong. I truly love the old classic Fords. My dad always had classic Fords (well…..maybe they weren’t classics back then!). The first vehicle I owned in high school was a ‘70’s Ford. My blood runs blue, and always has! (Please don’t tell the Duramax that! I love her too!). But I had something a bit newer in mind for us. I tried to argue with him about it, but he had his heart set on it. Said that there isn’t anything on this truck he cant fix himself (meaning nothing computerized) and he can fix anything relatively inexpensively, which is true. So eventually I consented and he went down to B-Town, Utah on Christmas Day to go buy the new beast!

As much as I rolled my eyes, shook my head and poked fun at the truck (seriously, the hood doesn’t have all it‘s bolts to connect it to the truck!) inside I secretly was overjoyed! I miss my truck, and the rumble of that 390 pulling in the driveway brought back SO many fond memories! Sure, some of those memories involve being covered in grease, busted knuckles and more than a few four letter words, but they were good memories!

As soon as it was home, Chuck started mechanic-ing and I started laughing and tried to resist the urge to say “I told you so!“. Even though it’s in fairly good shape and runs really well, there was still a lot he needed to do to it to make it 700+ mile trip ready in the dead of winter.

But the truck did it’s job, it got him to ND and left the trusty Chevy with me and the boys. Maybe someday we’ll fully restore it and it will be my “grocery getter”!