Big White, our newly purchased F-150 continues to sit on the dealership’s lot.

My husband takes an inordinate amount of time to research, study and contemplate the purchase of a high ticket item.

The last truck we purchased took Larry two years to decide.

His high performance racing bike, three years.

First thing in morning after making the bed, he fixes a pot of coffee and delivers mine on his knee.

I couldn’t care less. Honest to God, I really wanted the whole thing to blow over.

“Are you ready to practice driving her?” He asked every few weeks when the weather was nice.

From then on out, every Tuesday hike, he would ask me, “Will you do this with me?”