GREEN ROVER

MJ loooooooves his range rover.

Now, it's not the uber-cool brand spanking new $80,000 range rover - it's a 2001, green machine. And it fits him sooooo well.

He took such good care of it and we have so many fun memories of taking it to the beach, the ranch, all over town, loading it up with so many coolers of hop-skip-and-go-naked it would make your head spin!

We talked about the future and cars...and decided we would always keep the rover. It is just a good, solid vehicle, the kind of car IV could drive and keep up so many years from now.

The poor rover has been sitting lonely in front of the house for the past two months...his tires are flat and I tried to start him but he just was too tired.

I asked MJ yesterday if I could keep the rover up, drive it to work a few days a week, keep it cleaned up and ready for him.

He obliged.

So B came over yesterday and rescued him for me! Filled up the tires, jump started him and got him running. Gave me firm instructions about premium gasoline only and - YAY! I loaded up this morning and drove the rover to work.

When I climbed in (note, Land Rovers are not designed for shorties), I had a good laugh: York peppermint patty wrappers, water bottles, an extremely overdue library book on stock trading and a tennis racquet. Silversun Pickups in the CD player.

ALL MJ.

I made a mental checklist on the way to work to order new windshield wiper blades, take it to the car wash and for an oil change, have my dad look at the tires as well, possibly order new ones. And the dents in the hood need to be fixed (loooooong story, no need to bring up old ish).

Takin' care of business, just like MJ would expect.