Let me explain how Gray BFF came into my life, and tell you where we currently stand in our relationship. I came downstairs one Saturday morning after sleeping in. I probably sauntered downstairs around 9:30, despite what the Chief says. I went straight into his office, which is where he always is on Saturday mornings. I went over and sat in his lap. This is how our conversation goes:
Me: Hey.
Him: Good morning! Do you love me?
Me: Well, of course I love you!
Him: Unconditionally?
Me: <<long pause>> What the hell did you do?
Let me interrupt. I am not a morning person (oh the horror!). You are lucky if you get a smile out of me before 11.
Him: Ummmm...
After he says this, he clicks on one of the background windows on the computer, and this is what I see.
This is what I feel...
Him: Yeah, so I’m gonna need you to... (Office Space) go get dressed so we can go get it.
Me: You bought a flippin’ (like that choice of word?) car?
Him: You slept in! I couldn’t help myself! I didn’t know I was actually going to win the bid.
Me: OMG, you bought a flippin’ car? While I was sleeping? You have GOT to be shitting me right now!
Him: I am a little shocked myself...
Me: Oh good, well that makes everything better. Let me make sure I understand this. I slept in, you bought a corvette, and now you want to just mosey on over there and pick it up?
Him: Yup, but we need to stop by the bank first.
So we get to the guys house, hand him the cash and he hands us the keys. Chief takes them, gets in the corvette, and then looks up at me (corvettes sit REALLY low).
Him: We have a problem.
Me: What, did you buy another car on the way over here?
Him: No, I can’t reach the pedals, and the seat won’t move forward.
Me: Oh, well aren’t we in a pickle....
No matter what the Chief says, we are the EXACT same height. I have long legs, and he has a long torso. So when he gets in my car, he moves the seat up, and the rearview mirror up. When I get in his truck I move the seat back, and the rearview mirror down.
Me: I guess this means I will have to drive. Bummer.
Chief: Well, it was for you anyways, so you might as well drive it.
Me: WHAT?!? This is mine?
Chief: Yup.
Needless to say, I then ordered, ehem politely asked, him to remove the top. So I drove my new car home. We instantly clicked! We did have a little chat on the way home about what her insides were looking like. I explained that she stunk, and she explained that my pregnant butt looked ridiculous inside her. We put aside our differences, and when I got home I got to work.
The Chief went out of town for a few days, and I asked a friend of mine (Handy Friend), that is the handiest person I know, to come and help me fix her up. I ordered all new insides for her (carpet, seats, door panels, stereo system). By the time the Chief got home, he was looking at a new car! Here is my video diary of the five days it took to gut her and redo her. BTW-couldn’t have done ANY of it with out Handy Friend. She rocks, and she taught me SO much about cars!! LOVE her to pieces for giving up so much of her time to do this project with me :)
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