The Things We Do For Love

We all make sacrifices in life. A recent one for me was the other day when in order to get patio furniture for the deck, John said we'd have to take 'the truck' or as I refer to it, Blue Lightning. 

B.L. is my husband's work around the house, fixer-upper truck that he was dying to have. It's a 1989 Chevy with rust spots, tape on the seat and no A/C. A few months ago, he sold this idea to me by rightfully pointing out that we would need a truck to haul all the new items we will purchase for the house. This was our first time using it, though, as it sat in the shop for several weeks getting exhaust work done. I feel like a redneck when we are in it and it's about as smooth a ride as a horse and buggy, but I do love how happy it makes John to have a project vehicle and one he can do anything with. Lord knows he deserves it.

Sacrifices, people...