& this time it took a little more out of his piggy-bank tabung.
But then, he looks up & sees twinkling twinkling little stars across the night sky through the outrageously beautiful moonroof…
(or the occasional “perfectly-baked” bird droppings during the day)
Then there’s that tantalizing tiny whissshh from the waste gate of the turbocharged heart…
(along with the drinking rate of this fuel-aholic)
Well, unfortunately she ain’t this, but it’s close enough for me. 😀
I’ve gone French & I love it!
– Milestone #1, Wife #3 –