Aaron thinks I married him because of his charm and wit and overall hotness.
He's wrong.
It's because he drove around in this:
We lovingly refer to that 1967 Volvo 122, as Henry. We drove him our first year or so of marriage, then he sat. Aaron's dad drove him around for a few years, then he sat. We brought him back home with us this past weekend to drive around some more.
And because of that car, 11 1/2 years later we have this:
3 comments:
There is no better way to eat peanut butter and jam! It just tastes better with fingers in the jar.
Oh my gosh! That's a classic! Not the car, but the pic of Oneil!
so...are you saying that if the Volvo's a rockin', don't come a knockin'?? hahaha
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