Mark had to run a quick errand to the bank this evening. I said, "Hey, why don't you run the car through the carwash while you're at it?"
(Besides the normal January grime, there was a big old muddy dog print on the driver's-side door. Woof! That was scary! Cranky dog tried to eat me through the window a couple of days ago. I was backing out of his driveway when I went visiting teaching, and he didn't like it. Luckily he was on a chain. And I was inside the car with the window up.)
Anyway, the car has been needing a wash, and there's a quick carwash just around the corner from the bank. You know, the kind where you put the gear in neutral and it pulls you through and it's all swishy-washy-swishy-washy-oh-no-here-comes-the-typhoon-now-it's-done. Love it.
Mark pulled a pouty look when I asked him if he'd take the car through the car wash.
"It's not just the car wash," he said. "It's the tunnel of looove." He said it like that. And then he said, "You want to go with me to the tunnel of looove?"
What's a girl to say?
The car is nice and clean now. And there may have been a kiss involved.
4 comments:
What a romantic. Lucky you to go to the tunnel of Looooove with such a man! :)
Aww! That's fun! When we go through the car wash...and oh how charlie begs!...we play the car wash song (Splish Splash by Jerry Lee Lewis) Oh what a grand time! It's a shame they close in the winter...at least the good ones.
Maddy likes the car wash too. Except the one I go to moves the car through while you watch it through observation windows. Maddy always points and yells, "YEAH!" or something similar.
Haha! This made me laugh!
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