This blog is not about my son (I made a promise). Its about what I get to drive this week while he's gone.
This is what he left me to drive. It gets three miles to the gallon, which is why he drove my van to Florida.
He installed this awesome feature.
They turn on the speakers he fastened into the bed of the truck.
Another awesome feature. This is the head of a fox he killed and skinned. A dog got the body while it was drying so this is all that was left. He stuffed gold Werther's candy wrappers into the eye sockets. Maybe I can talk him into doing a tutorial so you, too can have this awesome rearview mirror decoration. Sure beats graduation tassels!
At first I was a little disturbed at the thought of driving this massive machine through the drive-thru at Starbucks or parking it outside the mall. But I've decided to get in touch with my "Redneck Woman" side and live it up this week.
So if you hear the truck before you see it, if you see someone with the windows rolled down so the wind can blow their hair, if you hear loud country music blaring from the bed of the truck, it could be me or a thousand other women in touch with their redneck roots (not to be confused with those dark or gray roots that need to be touched up).
And for heavens' sake, if you see a mud hole, get outta my way cause I'm hitting it hard! Yeee Haw!