Baby, you can drive my car
I love this: car park. Gives new meaning to "paradise by the dashboard lights."
Something you maybe didn't know about me? I love cars. Have I ever mentioned that before? Old cars, fast cars, small cars, sports cars, red cars, roadsters! If I ever won the lottery? I'd totally blow it on cars -- and build a big stable to keep 'em all -- and hire a mechanic to keep the engine's runnin' so I can head out on the highway whenever I want, maybe even in my pink Cadillac with the crushed velvet seats... yeah, that's me, oozing down the street.
They make small Caddies, and pink is just watered-down red. ; )
Susie is starting to list the yarn she needs to sell, and don't forget about the books and magazines.
Time-out didn't help. Williamsro isn't right and I've got to start over. It needs to be bigger. Maybe it's time to cast on and try another sock.