"Yes, Brownie. Don't worry about your food. I think we can still afford some hay."
It's a done deal. We are now the proud (that's my new word for broke) owners of a 1938 Chevrolet two door Master Deluxe Town Sedan. It really is a cool old car and I have embraced her, because she is a grand old lady and once in a while you just have to say.."What the ..., heck." Live is short and if you don't take on something interesting and fun in your old age you might ... hum......, regret your "Golden years".
The Prospector and our son went over the river and through the woods Saturday and bought the car. Yesterday The Prospector pick it up and took it straight to his favorite car shop. The brakes need to be worked on. That's very important when you live on the side of a mountain with a VERY steep dirt road up to the house.
We have rented the lady a place of her own (in town) for a while , until we think she is able to drive up here.
FYI....You do understand that I would not allow any other woman to have this leeway in our relationship? I do have a level of propriety to maintain. But she better keep her cute little rear bumper brackets under control.