What Used to Make Us Happy

What Used to Make Us Happy, originally uploaded by reasonenoughtocelebrate.

I'm not going to lie. I still get excited when I go through the car wash.

It's probably because my dad rarely did it when we were little. In fact, most memories I have from going through the car wash giggling and screaming was from the backseat of my Grandma and Grandpap Smith's car. I remember even my Grandma was scared... or so she said.

The only thing that has changed since those days and now is that when I now pull out after my car's been washed... I notice it's never as clean as I used to think my Grandpap's car was after we had gone through.

And I end up just like my father, wiping it down and washing the windows myself once I got home with $5 less than I had left with.