Sunday, November 9, 2008

I'd like you to meet:



nancy.

i never named my new car, but i did name this little flasher. if i dont have my seatbelt on, nancy flashes and beeps at me every thirty seconds. sometimes i talk to nancy, and tell her we're almost there, and once i was bad and just turned up my music to ignore her.

7 comments:

Whitney said...

You are shameless. And your mother's daughter.

Please just wear the dang seatbelt. We'd like to keep you around for awhile.

Without paying for your hospital bills.

If you choose not to wear your seat belt, at least be a little considerate of the rest of us and get some life insurance. And disability insurance.

Mindy said...

I'm with Nancy on this one. Three words for you, and by three, I mean four: Click it, or ticket. (I may have been on your side on this one if I was a member of the secret blog. Just sayin'.)

Bethany said...

don't get me wrong. i love nancy, and she encourages me on a regular basis to remember "the seatbelt safety rule". thanks for suggesting disability insurance though. i'll look into it.

Meg said...

I HATE nancy!

DeeAura said...

Hahahhahh bwahahahah! :)

Karen said...

Hello! You have a freakin blog! Check out mine. I have text you did you change your number? love ya...

Lamb said...

Have you sworn at Nancy yet? Because sometimes I curse in my head at bill, who is my blinking seatbelt guy... too much information?