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Susie, The Little Blue Coupe (1952)

I remember watching Susie, The Little Blue Coupe when I was a very young girl. Was I animistic? Absolutely. My parents brought our old Pontiac (with tail fins!) to a dealership and traded it for a new Buick. I went outside while they were signing, and I sobbed as I hugged and kissed our old car. Now I'm contemplating trading our current Bronco for a Trailblazer. I just can't handle the split pedals and too numerous recalls. I will feel bad when I trade Buster in. I'll miss him. And I'll pause a moment to hug him and to thank him for getting me everywhere I needed to go.
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Glenwood


 Just... fuck you, Union Savings Bank. 

 

Here's Glenwood, the house I fell in love with before, but you asswhistles screwed up my damn credit. And Glenwood is back on the market, and my heart breaks anew.

This house has dropped in price; the amount we offered in March is now higher than the asking price.

The downfalls of this house are varied. No garage, extremely steep embankment with parking on the road behind the house. It's also well cared for, with new appliances and a rustic setting.

I don't know why this relisted gem has caused me to freak out (in a bad way) or suddenly kicked my spirits (in a good way).

 

 

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