I must say, Eve is looking mighty foxy these days. Her windows are clear. Her dashboard is no longer dusty. Her seats are shampooed. Her trunk is vacuumed. Her hood no longer conceals two bushels of dead leaves. Her fenders are glowing. And C.S. is getting tired of me saying things like, "Who's got the cleanest, shiniest car in the State of Florida?" He suggested I blog about it. I suspect he's secretly hoping that after I tell everyone, I'll shut up about it already.
Seriously, the detail worked wonders for both of our dispositions. Plus, thanks to her expensive new shoes, Eve no longer sounds like a truck.
Make that the cleanest, shiniest, quietest car in the state of Florida.