Whew! I can’t believe it finally happened! We made it to WordPress! Thanks for following us to our new home. Don’t forget to bookmark our new address or subscribe to the new feed if you like using a feed reader.
I’m sitting on my couch with my laptop, but I feel like I’m driving a new car with this unfamiliar dashboard in front of me. Just for kicks, and so we can all test drive the commenting process, tell me something fun or interesting about a car you’ve had!
My first car was a 1987 Mustang GT convertible. It was my grandmother’s car and she gave it to me when I turned 16. Can you believe that? I was really blessed, to say the least! It was beautiful and fast off the line and I’m sure I don’t need to tell you how much fun my friends and I had in it.
I was a little too proud of that car and the Lord humbled me many, many times in it. For one, when it rained really hard, the water would leak inside from between the windshield and the top. I remember driving home from Texas A&M for an orthodontist appointment and it was monsooning outside. The rainwater was pouring in and I had nothing to soak it up with, so I took off one of my socks and tried to soak it up with my right hand while my left hand was on the wheel. Oh, and I was bawling my eyes out! I have no idea how I ever made it home.
On the night my sister turned 16, she did not have her car yet. She would soon be given a 1969 Camaro that she and my dad loved working on together. But that night I let her take my Mustang out to celebrate with her friends. Melissa and I just happen to be complete opposites of one another. For example, when the traffic light turned green I would accelerate as fast as I could to the speed limit. Melissa lived to blow right by it. As I remember it, on that night – the very night of her 16th birthday and the start of her official driving life – Melissa burned up the engine of my car! Bless my mom’s heart that she had to raise two daughters who are as different as night and day.
Every spring when the weather is as gorgeous as it is in Texas right now, I miss that car like crazy. Maybe one day when I’m done with booster seats and carpooling I’ll have another convertible.
Now maybe I can get my sis to tell us a Camaro story!
My very first car was a Renault, does anyone remember those. I used to have to literally stand up on the brake so it would stop. When that one finally fell apart, my Dad bought an old 1980 something Chevy Caprice and painted it grass green. It was hideous but my Dad was so proud of it, I couldnt hurt his feelings. Recently after I got it, I had a seizure and my license taken away for 3 months, I still see that as a blessing. The Lord will always get me out of a jam. I was very humbled. For my next birthday, because my Mom knew how much I was being made fun of for the “big green machine”, she bought me a 1992 Ford Mustang LX. I was in love with that car and had it untill I was 22. I do have any idea what WordPress is, but congrats on getting it.
Love in Christ.
Went from my dad’s Buick to my husband’s muscle car. After 37 years of marriage, have had a long line of suburbans and Expeditions. Currently driving a lovely Expedition w/all the bells and whistles on it. But if I could have any car I wanted, I would choose a 1957 T-bird, powder blue…..just gorgeous! Not that I covet one or anything…. 🙂
I had a 65 Valiant that was had many tricks to it! But one in particular was when I had accidently locked my keys in the TRUNK of the car (long story!) when I was out of town,and heard to try other keys that I had and the key to my moms oldsmobile started my car!!! Got me back home to my other set of keys to unlock the trunk!
glad to find you @ WordPress! I understand the new car thing…just got a new (to us) Volvo 2 weeks ago, and I’m still learning all the buttons. The poor bank teller just stared at me yesterday when I took forever to roll down my window!
I got my license at 18 and drove my mother’s Ford Probe and my Daddy’s F350, crewcab dualie diesel 4×4.
The first car I ‘owned’ I was 24 and it was a four door Hyundai Pony. The Pony was built in 1983 I it came became mine in 1998 for the princely sum of $1 with no engine. We dropped a used engine in that baby for a couple hundred bucks, put amazing snow tires on it, because we lived in northern British Columbia and I drove it for almost three years. It was reasonably peppy, had a surprising amount of space, and it represented freedom to me and my young daughters.
I actually still love the Pony more than my Honda Odyssey which was bought new and fully loaded.
LOVE the new look… very pretty…
Ohhh my goodness… And I love how easy it is to comment!!!! I could never remember my password for the old blog!
One of the first cars I drove was a Kingswood Estate Stationwagon. The tailgate on this vehicle went down into the bumper and the window would raise up into the roof. Well, at the point I got use of the car it didn’t work as well and the tailgate didn’t close all of the way. When it rained the water would come in and create a “swimming pool” in the back where the fold down seat compartment was. When you drove the water would slosh around. On those hot Georgia days you would feel like you were in a sauna.
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I clicked the link to gravatar and was able to get a picture to go with my posts.
My 1st car was a 1993 white Jeep Wrangler with a hardtop. I got it for Christmas my junior year of high school. I loved that car–I had it 11 years only to sell because I was expecting a baby. It was definitely not a baby car. I cried on day the new owners took it. I even had my husband take my picture by it that day too. I wish we still had it- I think my boys would love riding in it when they are older. 🙂
It’s me again–I have to share with you all that this past Sunday afternoon, I got a call from my oldest daughter who was driving her 2005 Suzuki Reno she named, “Rennie” this past Sunday afternoon with my middle daughter, (who just turned 13 last Tuesday), in the passenger seat. (I had actually just began a leadership team meeting for our SLI simulcast). I could tell by the hysterical sobs that she didn’t have good news to share…she had just been in another fender bender, (her third one–she’s 17–her first was in her daddy’s 2007 Mustang convertible–my middle daughter was with her that time too–they hydroplaned into a school speed limit sign and wiped out the entire left/passenger side of his car, her second was right after we got her the Reno, she rear-ended someone just after school let out). Back to last Sunday, I was able to speak to both of my daughters before I rushed to get to them. As I came near to the site, I saw an ambulance with its lights on pulled up behind my daughter’s crunched up car. I cannot describe to you all the sense of urgency I felt to get to my babies, as I waited in traffic to turn onto the side street, and then to be able to cross into the intersection to get to them. I managed though, I leaned into the driver’s side to comfort my oldest daughter, (and to make sure she was really okay), after talking to her I looked over and realized my middle daughter was silently sitting beside her, and asked if she was okay too…she reassured me that she was fine. The driver of the ambulance told me that they were going the opposite direction and heard the crash, immediately turned around and pulled up behind my daughter’s car to make sure they were okay, and to protect them from getting plowed from behind! A tow truck driver also had stopped and began pouring flame retardent stuff on the road to prevent any possible fire. Apparently, a motorcycle cut in front of a Ford pick-up, and the driver of the pick-up was bragging that he was cussing out the motorcycle, and then all of a sudden he looked up and realized the light was turning red, so he decided to slam on his brakes. My daughter was distracted/concerned over the motorcycle, and by the time she realized the truck was slamming on his brakes, it was too late. So she flung her arm over to protect her little sister, and braced herself for impact. She heard her little sister scream, “OH NO!!! NOT AGAIN!!!!”, and then felt her car get thrown back several feet, landing with a thud partly in the next lane. Praise God that they were both wearing their seatbelts and walked away with minor burn marks and bruises from where their seatbelts held them in the car!!! After the policman finished writing the report, I looked over at the man who was bragging about his foul language and road rage, and told him to think long and hard about how his actions contributed to the wreck, and asked him if all that was worth this…and then I looked him square in the eye and said, “you better be thanking the good Lord that my two babies are okay”…Unfortunately, Rennie the Reno, was not okay, the insurance adjuster called this morning to confirm what we already knew…the car is totalled! I’ll say it one more time…PRAISE GOD that He was watching over my babies and that they were responsible enough to be wearing their seatbelts!!!!
As for the SLI simulcast leadership meeting, they used the agenda I had prepared and carried on with the business at hand. I am truly blessed!
Donna B.
fortysomething
Panama City, FL
Love the new website!
My second vehicle I had in high school was an international travel-all. We called it the party bus (this was way before I got saved). The funny thing is I kept dimes in place of the fuses so I would have money for a phone call if I needed it (this was long before cell phones). Those dimes actually worked in place of the fuses and came in quite handy a few times.
LOVE the new layout and design! 🙂
My first car (which I STILL drive, 6 years later) is a 1999 Red Cougar. My dad struck a deal with me when I turned 16–I could pick out a car I wanted, but I had to get a job to pay for it. I slaved away 3 years at Family Dollar, but it felt SO good to turn in that last car payment! And, it feels great driving my paid-in-full car! I’ll drive it ’til the wheels fall off!
Congrats! It looks awesome!
mY first car was a 1966 4 door chevy. Really hated that car. But the upside was that I was the one in our group of 7 good friends at college that even had a car. We could all pile in and get anywhere. Of course the negative was no one ever helped with gas. Finally got a brand new car just to wreck it 4 months later.
The new site looks great! I have never had a great car, but I have ALWAYS wanted a red mustang convertible. We even had a fund jar with a picture of my dream car on it when we were first married. However, God blessed us with our first child 10 months after we were married (eeek) and the cool car fund just somehow got forgotten. This past Christmas, my darling little 2 year old granddaughter got a red mustang convertible powerwheels! I guess grammy will have to live vicariously through my sweet little girlie!
Looks awesome! Love the new site definitely worth waiting for!! Tina-KY
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YAY! It worked! 🙂
My first car was a white Ford Tempo named Daisy. I was 17 and slightly hippy-ish. I covered the inside with silk daisies. Sort of felt like you were riding in a garden on wheels. Oh to be so young again..
I don’t have a car story but just wanted to say the pictures are all so lovely (or in Beth’s case I should say, “hip”) I esp. love the AJ/AB mother daughter shot! Very Sweet.
My first car was a ’91 Nissan Sentra. It was a great car however there was some sort of glitch with the windows and randomly the rear windows would go down without prompting. The only way to get them to go back up was to simultaneously hit the “power up” buttons at the particular window and the master panel. Difficult to do when I was by myself but thankfully the car was small and I was young so contorting from the back to front seat was doable…weird looking but doable.
Love the new site!!
In my early 30’s I had a VW Baja Bug, with a fiberglass molded hood. (I thought I was cool. lol)….after getting gas, the attendent did not hook down the hood correctly. Driving across a very high bridge over the Bay by San Francisco..,.my fiberglass hood came unhooked, flew up, so I could not see, and then ripped off it’s hinges was caught in the wind, like a kite and flew over the side of the bridge into the ocean bay far below….all without me slowing speed or changing lanes in rush traffic!! lol. I looked over as I saw it fly over the side….and just kept driving. 🙂
so on the new blog…:) Just keep driving. hee hee
Very pretty ladies. I love the new site.
When I was a Sr. in high school I finally got a car. A used silver Ford Escort. Whoo hoo. But it was paid for and it got me through college!! =)
Love the new site!!
Shanna
Petal, MS
Oh, my first car was a white 1986 Buick Somerset. It had a digital read out on the dash. (Pretty fancy for 1986, eh?) And, I can’t tell you how I know this, BUT the speedometer reading would not go past 85 mph. It would just blink… 85…85…85. I would not have been surprised if it cried out, “Danger, Will Robinson, Danger!”
I love the new blog! It is gorgeous and I hope that it is more easily managed!
oh my word, where am i?! is this really where you comment?? i’m lost, siestas! but i had to try and comment before i enter my homework questions, so for a car story… first car was a ’64 chevy nova. i wasn’t even licensed yet, so i had to just drive it around our loop driveway. i thought it would be a brilliant idea to wrap a beautiful ribbon around the steering wheel to decorate it. so on my way around the loop, my ribbon came loose and hooked itself around the windshield wiper switch and i couldn’t steer out of the turn! my dad came home and wanted to know why the car was in the bushes :)) yep, off to a great start driving 🙂
The first car I owned was a Datsun B210 — light blue! I bought it for $2100 out the door (brand new) when I was living in Los Angeles —as an 18 year old I went to LA with out a car thinking like in my hometown of Pittsburgh I would just a hop a bus ……. NOT!!!!
But my absolute favorite to this day replaced the little blue Datsun ….. a silver Toyota Celica – 5 speed!! We had a blast in that car and my pride did allow me to gush because wherever I went I got compliments!
Now I am older and wiser…..thru Dave Ramsey’s tutelage I buy pre-owned cash and pretty much one to get me from point A to point B safely and without guzzling gas!! 🙂
A blessed Easter to everyone!!
My first car was a 1964 or 65 Ford Falcon. I loved that little two door car, with barely enough zip to pass another vehicle on the highway. But during the summer of my Senior year I was gone for two weeks and when I returned home my Dad had painted my car, himself, watermelon pink. Where did that beautiful brown tone go to??? I was devastated. Truly, one of a kind. Lovingly, Yolanda
My first car was an ’85 Honda Accord. She was definitely a female car, and I LOVED her. She was brand new, white, with Carolina blue interior. Her name was Molly. (Yes, I named my car!) She served me very well, until I had to trade her in for another, newer model. I miss Molly and the fun time my friends and I had with her. Many cars in the years since, but none quite so special! (LOVE the new site!)
We just purchased a new car, my old one was 13 years old, so needless to say, I don’t buy a new car, very often. Anyway, yesterday, my husband offered me some bottled water that he had just got out of his cooler while we were going to town and I kept on telling him no, thinking to myself it will sweat on my new cup holders, so today, I went and bought car coasters. Now I can relax!
Growing up, my dad owned a Ford dealership in Illinois. When I got my license he wanted to keep me humble, so he let me drive a Ford Fairmont…unfortunately the heater broke a month into driving it. I was afraid he would take it away if he knew, so I kept a blanket in the back seat and drove wrapped up all winter!
Six years later, my sister got a Mustang convertible 🙂
Congrats on the new website! It looks so classy, just like everything at LPM!
We just finished our “Esther” study last night! We had a wonderful discussion at my dining room table over our FEAST! The best part was hearing our friend, Mary, say she would return in the fall to study Revelation with us — because Esther was her VERY FIRST BIBLE STUDY, and she felt so welcomed and at ease, she’s ready to do No. 2!! Praise the Lord! Her neighbor who brought her to the study is so thrilled!!
My first car was a brand new red Ford Tempo, circa 1969. I had been engaged to a guy, and had stashed away a nice savings account from my job as a legal secretary, in anticipation of getting married. When he broke up with me (believe me, it was the best thing that ever happened to me!), my parents urged me to spend the money on something that would bless me! So I bought my first car! My dad told my mother I would cover it with stick-on flowers or something dumb like that, but I took good care of it and washed it in the driveway every weekend!! It was a great ride!!
Still cruisin’,
Pat
It’s funny, Beth, I am probably close to your daughters’ age (28) but my first car was also a 1987! But I got it when the car was 17 yrs old! It was a pale blue Acura Integra hatchback & my grandpa passed it down to me. I loved that little hotrod even though the AC didn’t work & it was starting to rust. That’s a great memory!
My favorite car was a 1993 Mazda Miata. I bought it for myself, new, when I was single. I was so shocked at myself for going in to test-drive my dream car and then actually coming home having bought it, that it was almost a WEEK before I even told anyone I had bought a new car!!!! I loved that car! I drove it for fun… and even took a road trip from Southern CA (where I lived) all over Colorado (where I wanted to live someday). Once I married my husband, it became his car. We eventually had to trade it in for something larger. I would still love to have a Miata… someday!! Blessings!
Love the new sight. Laughed when I saw the beautiful serene pics of you and Melissa, and scrolled down a little more to see your mom with a spray paint background looking playful. My first car was a geo tracker. I loved that little car; I could take the top down and enjoy the sunshine. Unfortunately it was a dinky little thing with no back end, and maybe two feet in the front. Learning to drive in it was a breeze, but going from that to a real car, and now a truck, not so easy!
To you lovely Moore ladies,
Congratulations and welcome to the very wonderful world of WordPress! I’m delighted you’ve moved over. Love the new blog design too. 🙂
Thank you for the rich blessing of being a (sometimes quiet) member of this incredible community. We do love you!
test…this is a test… lol!!!
I had a gigantic white oldsmobile that would the steering wheel would shake when going over 50 mph. But boy could we pile the friends in!!!
Love the new site! Glad you’re up and running!
My 1st car was a pinto. Died at every stop so much fun. By the way it was orange. One good thing about that car it has made me thankful for all the other cars in my life.
I’m new here. Been reading for a very long time, just never commented before. Thought someone might find it amusing that my first “new” car when I was 16 was a Pontiac Grand Am and I LOVED it. However, I ran into the back of a FIRE ENGINE and wrecked it about 2 weeks after I got it!! Ironically, the Lord led me to marry a fireman! Not one from the the engine I hit, but I married one, nonetheless. 🙂 Been loving that man for 20 years now.
Super cool new “dash board”!!
My 1st car was a 1976 RED Delta 88 with white interior (massive automobile); I am 5′ tall and weighed 97lbs at the time! The air conditioner was broken and it only had an am radio. For my birthday my mom got me an am/fm cassette player with speakers that mounted in the back dash! Yes, they mounted in the back dash! The humidity and heat was brutal on my BIG hair but I was cool beans on wheels, none the less. It’s been a long, long time since I’ve remembered the first years of my “driving life”. Thanks Amanda.
Love the new “home!” Here’s my car story: my first car was a yellow, Pontiac Sunbird. I honestly have no idea what year it was, but it was a gem. After I had had it a couple of year, the passenger door would swing open when I turned a curve! Special, huh? Oh, but it did keep me humble and I was ever so thankful for it. 🙂
My first car was a little blue Ford Maverick that I bought myself when I was 18 and was working at a car dealership. I was so proud of that little car and decided it needed a little pizazz, so I bought mag wheels for it and they were so shiny. I loved driving by the store fronts in our little town in Michigan so I could look at the reflection of my car in the windows…silly, I know, but it made me happy. You just never forget your first car and how fun it was to have your own wheels!
My first car was a ’67 Mustang that was a standard. The night I learned to drive it I sat through one stoplight four times! It was at the top of the hill and every time I would try to go, I would fail to get the gas pushed with my right foot at the right time and it would putter a few inches and then die…then I would roll backward. Finally, the fifth time, I stomped on the gas and let the clutch out a little slower and peeled out leaving tire marks on the pavement and black smoke on all the frustrated drivers behind me. My brave and patient big sister, who was in the passenger’s seat, laughed all the way to the next stoplight! What great memories. Thanks for the opportunity to laugh tonight.
When I turned 16 I got a car and my parents put a bright yellow sticker on it that said in all caps “clear the road, I’m 16!” I lived in a small town….and everyone knew it was my car….and even though I was a good driver….they always cleared the road!! The bumper sticker was permanent!!! It stayed on there until I was 21!!
The Lord humbled me with my new car. I have been driving second hand cars for years never really believing I would one day have a brand spanking, no one touched my wheels, wheel. Only 3 months after I had it, someone hit me real bad and it was 2 weeks before my daughters wedding. Now when I go past my car I say Thank you Lord we were safe instead of thank you for my new material car.
My first car was a 1970 Red Ford Pinto. It didn’t look that great but my dad had worked on it and I never had any problems with it. I was so jealous though of my sister who had gotten the hand be down 1980 Ford Mustang that my brother got brand new from graduating high school. I finally got it as well my senior year and that car looked great but I had so many problems with it. Looking back now, I can so see how God has grown me to know that it is what is on the inside that matters not the outside appearance. Loved your story Amanda. The new site looks awesome.