If you know my husband at all you know he is a Chevy man. He owns one. Its "Our Chevy".... well lets be honest here it's His Chevy and I'm fine with that. One day when I need her I'm sure she'll help me out. She (yes she... she has no name but I've been told she is a she) has pulled full on motor homes, pickup trucks, cars, and anything with wheels that people don't know how to drive, out of the sand at Lake Powell time and time again. She can be heard from roughly a block away as she rounds the corner onto our neighborhood and she is the only other woman my husband will ever be madly in love with. Ha ha. I'm a little proud of her too! So this picture is for him. (And NO this is not his Chevy) We went exploring and found an old lot with all kinds of cool really really old cars and trucks and car parts. This was one of my favorites. Cool green color and SHE's A CHEVY!
Oh, it’s nice to hear you can deal with your husband’s ‘other woman.’ You remind me of my mom. :) Plus, competing with a machine would be pointless, right? Your husband would actually love you more when you allow him to explore other things. Anyway, what kind of Chevy is it? I love the 68 Chevy C10. :) -->Tyra Shortino
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