I ran into some superheroes in the parking lot this week.
Yes, it’s Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup, better known as the Powerpuff Girls! Painted on a car! AWESOME!
Part of me would like to own a car with something cool painted on the trunk, but another part of me is concerned about resale value. I also don’t think I’d like the attention that is bound to come with a car this distinctive. I like to blend into the crowd and not draw attention to myself. All the better for me to observe you and write about you in my blog later.
Anyway, cool car! I will be back with more entries soon, including a book review that I was supposed to publish last month but didn’t because I have evidently become an unreliable person who does not keep her word. I really hate being that person. Trying to do better. I swear. We can’t all be the Powerpuff Girls.
Vickie says
May 14, 2013 at 6:53 pmVery glad to hear from you. Thought you got buried in pollen.
JenFul says
May 14, 2013 at 6:55 pm@Vickie – No, I got buried in work and life stuff. Starting to dig my way out. Thanks for checking in on me!
Michelle DiPoala says
May 15, 2013 at 6:56 pmSweetheart, you had me at “superheroes.” But yes, “Part of me would like to own a car with something cool painted on the trunk, but another part of me is concerned about resale value.” I live that every day. Practical brain battling it out with whimsy. Who’ll win, WHO WILL WIN? My lithe, young sister in law is in the “shabby chic” phase, where everything in her house is white and pale pastels, and you can’t tell if it’s really old furniture, or new furniture distressed to look old. I went thru that phase. You know that crackle paint you can get? You paint a perfectly good chair and it crackles on the surface? I crackled EVERYTHING. Then I looked around and said “it’s all junk.” That time, practical brain should have stopped whimsey somewhere between the kitchen and the dining room…I was, um, going to bedazzle my ’97 Toyota Camry…thank you, practical brain…
MargieK says
May 17, 2013 at 1:10 pmLet’s hear it for “unreliable!”
Not really, but I’ve gotten a bit behind and buried in work and life stuff lately (and “dropped a few balls”), too. When I’m feeling down and inadequate, It always helps me to know that I’m not alone, that I’m not the only imperfect human out there.
Love the power puff paint job, but I’m with you on having a car that blends in (in case, you know, if someone witnesses me speeding or running a red light, not that that ever happens).