Tuesday, November 21, 2006

There's a little rock on my bumper.



I know, I know. The fabulousness and excitement in my life is hard to beat.
This little white rock has sat on my work truck bumper for weeks and weeks. I'm sure it's been there for well over 1000 miles. City, freeway, and I have a lead foot and like to take corners as fast as I can. It's not glued on or anything.
My very own pet rock. I should name it.

5 Comments:

At 3:57 AM, Blogger Tabor said...

Isn't funny how something out of the ordinary can make you pause and smile?

 
At 3:22 AM, Blogger Carina said...

No kidding!
I am probably driving the truck down to Chicago today (the Jeep is having an issue with its headlights) and hope my pet rock makes it all the way there.

 
At 4:54 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Let us know if the pet rock made it to Chicago and back, if it did we will surely name it.
Happy Thanksgiving!!!!

 
At 8:04 PM, Blogger Karen said...

*rock* & roll! :+)

 
At 9:54 AM, Blogger Unknown said...

clearly this rock has feelings for you. It just won't let go.

 

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