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Y2K. Do ya'll remember that? The big scare. The world is going to come to an end. Well for me the year 2000 was when it all started. The IT being me wanting a truck. Not just any truck, but a Green Toyota Tacoma. So to say I was happy when I finally purchased my Green Toyota Tacoma last Tuesday, almost 9 years later, is an understatement. Seriously, ya'll have no idea unless you have known me during this period of time. All the way during High School and College I would see one on the road, in a parking lot, or just in a picture and I would say, "There goes my truck. I'm getting one of those one of these days." 8 years ya'll. 8 years!! It's perfect. I think I married it, because in my mind it's a death til we part relationship. I love it. I wish I had better words to describe my excitement but there aren't any.

Some people think it's strange for a girl to want a truck. That's all the grief my momma was giving me. The entire process of signing up for insurance or getting the loan she would say to the man across the desk, "yes, she wants a truck. I should have sent her to finishing school." Well momma, sorry. You don't need to justify who I am or what I want. Who said girls are supposed to drive cars? Who said girls need to wear dresses? Who said that a girl has to look a certain way or do certain things? Well, I reckon I am a rare breed. I'm not going to settle for what everybody else thinks I should be, look like, or Drive. I am Heather. Heather likes trucks. Heather likes sports. Heather likes NOT wearing dresses. I'm just me. Some people may see that at being defiant, but you can't change who you are.