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Dear Reader,
I rented a Mustang convertible last week when I visited Wisconsin. I felt like I needed to treat myself--and I wasn't disappointed. The top down, my hair blowing in the wind, the tunes playing on the cd player--it was the perfect time of year to drive on Wisconsin's country roads.
But the wind is deceptive when you're in a convertible and unfortunately my husband felt like he was suffering from too much sun by the end of the second day--which is a bit ironic because we live in Florida, the Sunshine State.
People usually look cool when they're cruising in a new 2005 Mustang convertible, but there was one day when we looked akin to the Beverly Hillbillies. We had to transport some U-Haul storage boxes, they wouldn't fit in the trunk, so my husband sat with them in the back seat.
Picture this: my husband, who was trying to keep out of the sun, had t-shirts draped over his arms secured with rubber bands, thick, white sun block on his nose and ears, and a baseball cap pulled down low over his eyes. The huge boxes were sticking up out of the back seat with two seat belts crisscrossing the front of them, so they wouldn't blow away. People stared, but not because of the flashy car we were driving.
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Suzanne Beecher
Suzanne@DearReader.com
www.DearReader.com
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