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!
I miss seeing so many beautiful faces from the other blog. Glad to see the ones we get to see.
Praise the Lord! Love to read other people’s insight on things and enjoy it so much.
To Terry – there is a very easy way for anyone who wants to add their picture. All they need to do is register their email at http://en.gravatar.com/
Thanks Emily – I clicked your link and it worked!! Yeah!!!!
Congratulations, will we be able to comment anonymously? This is a beautifully designed site. I’m in my 60s. When I was 14, with my new driver’s license, I LOVED to drive around our small town with my girl friends and flirt with boys. However, my father would only let me drive his salesmens’ old returned autos- we called my first car the Green Animal. It was dragon green, old and sported huge tail fins. Every time I pressed on the gas pedal, it let out a dinosaur scream- needless to say, my father did not have to worry about my girl friends and me attracting many male suitors and the police were alerted immediately when I accelerated-
Have a great week and enjoy your new site. Thank you for blessing us with this blog. Kathy, Austin
My first car was a 1946 Ford stick shift. my daddy thought I should learn the gears and I did. 33years later still can! Did I give my age away? The next car was an automatic for my sister. She nor my baby sis ever learned changing gears. May I say Daddy had me drive on a street that had a stop sign at every corner. I got plenty of pratice. He’s in heaven now 12 years but oh the memories.
Great look! Congrats on the long awaited transformation! My first car was a turquoise blue, 4 door, 57 chevy. I didn’t really like it but my parents provided it and if I wanted to drive that was it. This was not the first option, though. I was going to get a cherry red 64 Mustang my parents had but do to unforseen circumstances, that car had to find a new home right before I got it. Very sad. I have always missed what I almost had!
My first car was a ’73 Super Beetle – the seats were rusted out so they were not welted to the floorboard – they would “rock” as i drove; it was covered with mildew… which i didn’t realize was mildew, i just thought it was a dark color of the interior… until my friend motivated me to clean it up… and i discovered the leather/vinyl was REALLY off-white – the same as the exterior color of the car. It was a H-shift – I loved manual transmissions to this day…; it was a fun little car even though the odometer did not work nor did the gas gage – so i had to “feel” how full the car was – it took curves and turns a LOT lighter on a near empty tank…. i ran out of gas many times… Still… i loved that little car. Love your new look!
I LOVE the new blog look!!! Its great!!
My first car was a 1991 Toyota Camry. I had fun times in that car. But my 2nd vehicle was a 1997 Toyota Tacoma pickup truck. I still have that truck and drive it more than my new car. It makes me feel like the Country Girl that I am. I love to go “muddin” in that truck. The women I work with think Im crazy cause every time I drive it to work you can’t hardly see the black paint because its covered in mud from where Ive drove through mud holes.
My first car was a Honda Accord and I had to put a quart of oil in it everytime I filled it up with gas.. Oh but I loved that car!!
I just wanted to say that I adore the photos of each of our three beautiful contributors on this precious blog. You are each huge blessigs in my life though I’ve never actually met any of you.
Thanks for all the work you do to keep us connected, Amanda.
I inherited my family’s 1977 Buick Regal, which was a frosty apricot color and had whitewall tires and white vinyl (yes, vinyl) interior. That car was American-made through and through, and it was a tank! I somehow got a dent in the drivers side door, and after time needed to bump the door with my hip to make sure it really closed good. After a year with the dent and the bumping, on one random day, I bumped the door closed and the dent just popped right on out. Good old-fashioned American steel! In college I fit 10 friends into it and as we drove they call chanted, “We love the Buick! We love the Buick!” I hated and loved that car equally.
Phew! This new blog is very pretty but it’s definitely going to take some time getting used to! Even the comment layout has me a little cross-eyed this morning LOL!
Hm…first car story…my very first car was a 1990 Ford Escort hatchback, and boy was it ugly! I took the liberty of covering it in Christian rock band stickers since I new they would only improve the look of the thing 😉 Despite it not being the prettiest car, I took really really good care of it, which is why when I graduated high school my dad traded it in for a beautiful candy-apple-red Honda Civic. I was ecstatic!!! It was a great lesson for me~ I didn’t take care of the Ford knowing that I would eventually get a prettier car; I took care of it because it was mine and I knew if I did the best I could, it would last a long time. Dad saw that and rewarded the behavior with an upgraded model. Thanks, dad!! 🙂
My first car was a green Corvair that I named Gertie the Green Dragon. I loved that car since I got it in college and it gave me lots of independence.
my first car was a ’71 VW bug (in ’90). LOVED it! it was not totally refurbished, so there were small holes in the floorbard (on the passenger side)that posed a slight problem when driving through puddles!! sometimes the wipers would get stuck and once i had to drive home in the rain with the window rolled down nudging them back into motion.
My first car was also a convertible that leaked when it rained. And, I still miss that car. I have promised myself that I will have another convertible one day!
Yeah, it looks great! Not sure of how to use it, hoping that this post goes through.
I had an old green Chevette that I named Kermit because it looked like Kermit the Frog in profile. I also had a 1989 Tercel (great car!) that was gray – I named him Earl…like the tea….
I’m glad you finally made it. I agree it is trying to figure something new out.
My first car was a Pontiac Catalina. It was huge. When driving back to college I went over a hill not realizing I was speeding, I did not have cruise control, and got a speeding ticket. I didn’t get out of it and cried all the way back to school. Fast forward to the first car I purchased when I was married. I loved it. One night it was parked and was hit by a drunk driver who totaled it out. Little did I know that I would be let go from my job a month later and if I would have had the car payments we probably would have lost the car into default. God so had a plan with that even though my favorite car was lost.
Wow, the new site looks wierd! CHANGE! I FEAR CHANGE!
Don’t know if I understand how to post a comment, so hopefully I’m doing this right!
Melissa, a ’69 Camaro???? My DREAM CAR!
Blessings!
Love the new look! My first car was a ’71 VW Beetle, navy blue, stick shift, thought I was so cool with such a retro ride in 1992. I still remember my first trip to “drive the cruise” in our town and trying to take off from an intersection in 3rd gear instead of 1st…the car shuddered and shook and barely moved. I almost hyperventilated in the middle of one of the biggest intersections in town. All I could think to do was to floor it. Finally, I realized the problem, stepped on the clutch and threw it in 1st…just as the light was turning red. So much for being cool! I still miss that car though…so fun to drive (once I learned how)!
Wow. Looks great….no great car story here. Drove the reliable plymouth sundance.
One question…why aren’t the pictures of the Siestas not showing up? I clicked on Google and bookmarked….what am I doing wrong? Sorry…just a little computer challenged on this one.
Donna, our new wordpress blog won’t recognize the pictures everyone has that are attached to the google/blogger accounts. I will get a little more educated about this and let everyone know how we can use avatars over here.
Yea! Iam finally getting the ‘hang’ of all this web stuff. Thanks for the information on Gavatar!
So lovely!! My first car was a chevy cavalier that both of my brothers had driven before me..it had been wrecked and rebuilt numerous times and was totally undependable by the time I got it. It would just die as I was driving down the road so I learned to take the backroads lest I be killed on a busy street!! Soooo stressful!!!
You look lovely here. 🙂 I’ve got you in my feed!
Congratulations on the Big Move!!! May this new site be blessed, and be a blessing to those who visit.
I remember the day my dad came home with a new “family” car that was just for us kids to share… a metallic grey Chevy Cavalier with a CASSETTE PLAYER AND POP-UP SUNROOF…. WOHOO!! (We’re talking 1983 here) My brother found a way to also make it a pop-OUT sunroof, and from then on we kept giant plastic trashbags stashed under the seats in case of heavy rain! Great Memories!
Kathy in St.Louis, MO
My first car was a 1973 Pontiac Bonneville that I bought from my grandmother. My dad and I put a new motor and transmission in it. It was huge, but I loved it! I actually drag raced it one time and took first! Those were the days. Now my oldest is almost old enought to drive, scary!
welcome to wordpress! you are gonna love it.
I had always wondered if convertibles leaked at the join between the roof and the windshield.
My first real car (that I made payments on) was a truck. A Dodge Dakota. I had always heard people say that once you drive a truck you will never go back. um….they are right. I went from the Dodge Dakota, to a Nissan pick-up to a Ford F-150 and now I’m driving a Ford Escape HYBRID (my compromise for accomodating the hubby and toddler)
oh and I’m am completely with Melissa on this one – speed limit? what speed limit? That’s not a real sin is it? (Beth don’t answer that please! I know you are gonna tell me that Yes it is a sin, but I just don’t want to hear it!)
love the new look and the sweet look on Beth’s face in her new pic is just beautiful.
Deirdre
Well, I learned how to drive in a ancient Chevy dually… It was terrible and HUGE… He used to make me back that thing all around a parking lot we had close to us and get within a certain distance of stuff. CRAZY, but I think it benefited me later on.
LOVE the new spot!
First car … a 79 GMC Heavy Half pickup. It was my Papa’s, then my Mom drove it, we hauled our horses in it w/ our whole family in the front seat (it was a sigle cab), then my brother drove it and replaced the engine in it along w/ putting “glass-packs” on it (meaning you could never sneak in anywhere – it was LOUD) and then I got it. But, living 10 miles out of town in the country – I embraced it – and drove the heck out of that truck! 2 pumps on the gas before trying to start it and putting oil in while in the Wal-Mart parking lot – just part of the daily routine, just like my hot-rolled hair. Girls gotta have big hair – no matter the ride!?
My official first car was a stick shift, but I couldn’t master the stick shift thing (or didn’t want to), so I bought a Toyota Tercel that I loved 🙂 I miss that car…
Hope all goes well with the transition to WordPress…
I am the 5th kid in our family so i happily recieved what was offered,my dear granny was already passed away – her car came to me it was a sporty 1970 Monte Carlo silver/gray with a huge engine. It was so fast,(I was thinking I might perfer a girlie car in a cute color.) My brothers loved that car. It took time to really appreciate driving it, the black interior & roll up windows were a real treat.;0)
Hey and congratulations! I know this was no small feat, girls! I have pondered switching to WordPress numerous times but saw how complicated it could be to preserve the old posts and just shrugged and said, “nah!” You girls are brave women pioneering into switchover territory. You get my utmost respect today. If you were here in Columbue, GA, I would HUG YOU! Oh well. Hug yourselves…for me.
Well I am not sure how many times I will be posting or where I am posting, but I am excited about the new page.
So – how’s this work?
We’ve been blessed with car donations for a long time. I’ve only ever bought one car (well, it was a pick up). I loved my little red truck. We gave it to some friends of ours who had four teenagers at one time. Later we gave them another car that had been my husband’s mom’s car. (She gave it to us.) When we moved to Houston, that little Mitsubishi was going to be too scary for freeway driving, but was perfect for their daughter who was a little fearful of the “muscle” cars the rest of them drove. A friend of ours gave us an old Volvo station wagon that we drove for a year or two, until we had to push it into the car graveyard. That was a tank. It was fun to drive, but horrible in the snow. Nice seat warmers, though. Our current car was given to us when we got to Houston by my parents when my dad upgraded. He drives a LOT for work. So our big ol’ Grand Marquis has over 220,000 miles on it, but is hanging in there just fine. It’s spoiled us for road trips. It’s like driving around on your couch – and the gas mileage isn’t too bad, either.
My first car belonged to the older of my two brothers when it was baby blue. By the time I got it, my dad had spray painted it silver. And no, we really aren’t that ghetto. Just that car was.
It’s lovely over here. Sorta makes me want to go do some spring cleaning and sprucing up, all fresh and bright and clean.
I drove a blue Dodge Shadow, stick shift, when I went to college. I. LOVED. THAT. CAR. It was zippy. And small. And fun. And the radio was loud. 🙂
LOVE the new blog–it’s so pretty. Thanks for all your hard working in getting this up and running.
My first car was a ’74 Ford Mustang II, baby blue, a V8 motor and a jamming stereo. I used to pick up my friend for youth group on Wednesday nights and we would crush her little brother into the teeny-tiny back seat. Good times, good times…
Congrats on the transition! lol I think I’m going to miss seeing all the faces with the comments though. My first car was my mom’s 1977 Chevrolet Caprice Classic – 4 door!! Which meant it was huge!! I was always afraid of getting in an accident while parking. The only accident I did get in was going through a drive thru. The car was so long that it wouldn’t fit in some of the smaller ones. Which I didn’t find out til I was already in line!! lol
My first car was a long time ago, a 1950’s Mercury Comet. I bought it after graduation from college with my first payment due upon receiving my first paycheck from teaching. This was all done in a small town bank with a handshake–wow how different today–makes me feel old to think about it so I’ll just remember how much I liked that car.
Yay for the new site!!! I had a hunk-o-junk 87 silver Dodge Daytona (think back to the future car) when I was in HS and starting college (’97- ’00). It was the first and only manual shift car I have ever owned and I have very fond memories of my dad teaching me to drive it. One day while making the 60 mile drive home I noticed that the car was starting to overheat a little, so I did what my dad taught me and turned on the heater. I then noticed in the rear view mirror that there was blue-black smoke coming from the back and the temp was not going down so I pulled to the side of the road and called my dad and AAA to come “rescue” me. Ended up that there was a hole in the piston about the size of a dime and oil was spewing out causing all the problems. My dad was able to replace the piston, and eventually had to put in a rebuilt engine- but after that day, that car always burned oil and smoked! We affectionately called it “Silver Bullet” and I must admit I was a little sad when I finally had to sell it.
Such fun! I turned 16 back in the 60’s and as the oldest of five kids in a one car family, I didn’t even bother to get my license. Actually didn’t get it until after I was married so I have never had my “own” car. But the one I enjoyed driving the most was a four on the floor Toyota that we bought around 1980. It even had a cassette player! So, I would crank up Keith Green and we would sing together. I remember the first time I drove it at night and didn’t know how to turn off the brights. So many people honking and flashing their brights at me.
My first car was a 1978 Chevy Chevette. My uncle drove it down from Montana and didn’t want it anymore and gave it to me. The car ate up a case of oil every week, I had to change the spark plugs once a month, I left a cloud of smoke everywhere I went, it was a dull ugly grey, and the only thing attractive about that car was the chrome bumpers which I kept shined up every day. I loved it until I kept getting citizen concern letters in the mail…something to do with polution…lol…I had to agree with them, so I traded it in (well, the salesmen let me think it was a trade in). It was ugly, but it was free, and it was mine!
1970 Cutlass V8 with no working speedometer. Bad news for a 16 year old!!
I named my first car “Hermie”, Hermie the Honda:)
My first car was a hand-me-down from my brother. A lime green 1974 Chevy Nova (not the sport Nova…the uncool one.) It had a vinyl white half top that had started ripping out and so my Dad pulled it all off and just spray paited it white. Then he was nice enough to add tan and black plaid polyester seat covers that never stayed in place when you got in and out. In my small hometown the happening spot around midnight was the Hardees and the Burger King that were across the street from each other. One night I sat at the light between the two and everytime the light would turn green I would step on the gas just enough to move into the intersection and it would die. And someone would come push me back and I’d try again. I remember calling my Dad and saying….come and get it because I’m not moving it and left it sitting in the street. Of course, this was before cell phones so I was on a pay phone staring at my lime green Nova blocking traffic. I was so glad when it was time to get a new car….and then he bought me a Ford Granada….just like my Mom drove.
I love the new look!!! And the pics of you guys are awesome!!! You asked for a story about a car I have had. Well, that would have to be my first car, a 1976 pukey pea green Ford, Maverick. Girl, it was ugly, but it ran like a champ, it had power steering and power brakes, (all the power I had to steer it and to stop it). LOL My brother came for a visit in our sister’s car and one night while it was pouring down rain, he drove it off of a really low bridge, praise the Lord he wasn’t hurt. So he drove my car back home. I sold it to a friend’s father, who totaled it out the day I got the money for it!!! But I did have a lot of fun in that old car!!! Thanks for asking us about this, brought back some good memories. Take care.
Love you guys,
Mischelle
Thank you for working so hard to get this up! It’s so fun! My first car was a Plymouth Arrow. What is that? Yeah, I had no idea, either. A little silver car with white leather interior! We had no money, my father died of cancer after I was born, and my mom raised three tiny children on her own by many prayers! I worked any job to make money, from babysitting to bakery girl and was able to buy my first car for $2,000 just in time for my 16th birthday! Then I took out a loan for $300 for new tires! My favorite was loading up my girlfriends and cruzing to Santa Cruz! California was a fun place to have a first car….sigh.
Just testing something. If we had a google account, how do we get signed in??
Hi Kim! I don’t think it will recognize your Google account.
I love this new format. What a great job yall have done on this.
Congratulations on your new home – OUR new home! 🙂
Great colours and clean design. Just love it.
As for my first car – I’ve never had my own car… I’ve had open access to many cars, but none in my own name. I guess I could call my first car the 2006 silver Honda Civic I shared with my husband… we (he) jokes that I married him to get his car… it was spotless until I came into the picture, then it definitely looked “LIVED IN”…:) It was a stick shift and I loved it… my own little race car… this winter we traded it for a more mature vehicle – automatic Honda CRV… great for bringing items home from Costco and Best Buy, but not so fun on speed.
Have a great day everyone!! The long weekend is ALMOST here… 🙂
My first car wasn’t really mine.
But it was a hoot to drive.
It was an old Buick- no power steering, no power brakes.
No heat in the winter- and boy, does it get cold in winter in Iowa!
And occasionally, it would die at corners.
One fun memory I have of driving that car: I was stopped at a stoplight.
I feel a *bump*. My dad is grinning in the car behind me. He had purposefully hit my car from behind.
I remember thinking, “man, if I had done that to him…”
It’s a fun memory I have of my dad.
LOVE the new site and look!!!
My first car was a Chevrolet Z-24…loved that car….extremely fast and I loved testing its limits much to my parents’ dismay!