What’s in a name….really?
A few years back, I had a pretty, slick, black Ford F150. I named her Lita because she was sleek and sexy and together we were rockin’ it just like the 80s rocker chic, Lita Ford.
These days, just a few years later (a few????!! hahaha) I’m driving another black Ford F150.
This one however, is beginning to show her age…but I still relate in many ways:
Much like myself, she has a slightly slower response time, a little less ‘get up and go’ if you will
While she can still look pretty sleek in the right light, she’s carrying around a few more miles than we’d like to admit….
You will find a few dents and perhaps a bit of rust on her undercarriage, and she definitely consumes much more *ahem* fluids than she should.
Considering all these points, I named her Betty…as in Betty Ford
😊😊
Maybe there really is something in a name!!
These days, just a few years later (a few????!! hahaha) I’m driving another black Ford F150.
This one however, is beginning to show her age…but I still relate in many ways:
Much like myself, she has a slightly slower response time, a little less ‘get up and go’ if you will
While she can still look pretty sleek in the right light, she’s carrying around a few more miles than we’d like to admit….
You will find a few dents and perhaps a bit of rust on her undercarriage, and she definitely consumes much more *ahem* fluids than she should.
Considering all these points, I named her Betty…as in Betty Ford
😊😊
Maybe there really is something in a name!!
