Introducing: Lucy Lou "Lulu"

Thought I would introduce you to Lucy Lou, affectionately known (by me) as LuLu. She is thirty years old this year but I have to say...she's got more miles on her than most. She's my '88 Peterbilt, We have more trucks and people always ask my SE why he "makes" me drive the oldest one. He answers honestly, "She won't drive any other..." (and he can't "make" me do a damn thing!) He's right. LuLu has an 18 speed transmission, she tells me exactly when she wants me to shift (or not)...I know every rattle and rumble and if there's a "weird" sound...I tell SE and he listens to me...and doctors her up. It was really hard for me to give up driving her this harvest season and put someone else in her. I don't mind driving her, but during harvest I wear too many hats to stay on top of it all so this year we hired two South Africans instead of one...I was out of one of my jobs. The guy I put in Lulu was kind of a slow poke...I didn't mind, until you know my girl, don't give her hell...right?

So, here is my LucyLou:

Not a great picture...she didn't have all of her clothes on (silage sides) so here's another....

Kinda sexy for an older gal , huh! Here's Lulu working:

Okay, that's not Lulu, it's her brother who goes by the auspicious name of Number 107 (seriously, Lulu's legal name is #104). But you get the idea of what she does for a living. I don't have picture of her working for the unfortunate reason that I can't operate the camera and the truck at the same time.







So, here is Lulu laying down:








She's apparently napping, or unconcious so I got another shot:






The stuff you see on the ground is what how we earn our living...



Oh yeah...I was BENT!

Here is what I said in my eMail to my insurance agent (the one that I bitched about who said "at your age"...when I turned 40...the one who's waaayyyyyyyy older than I? wink, wink...love ya Lar!) He sends out a news letter with a loss report like IV struck CV (translation, insured vehicle struck covered vehicle? Lar~still don't get it!) But it's all pretty straight forward and has more acronyms than the government....I proposed that he let me do that section of his newsletter, just to get me some publishing cred's...by the way, he checks my blolg now and again..so plug that will ya? Anyway, here is what I emailed him after I called his office...and they told me the guy was in freaking FLORIDA! (His office, by the way, is in Kansas..hello? Can anyone say "inland"?!)

What the hell Lar? "It's hurricane Season...hey, let's go to Florida?!" You moron! (This from a girl who heads to the roof for a better view under a tornado warning!)

Guess you heard about Lulu...blah blah blah on insurance if they total her and we fix her up (which we, by God, will!) And then I wanted him to know, because he doesn't miss a chance to pick on me...to make sure he let others know that I WASN'T DRIVING! So I told him how this happened:

Robin was NOT driving. EMPLOYEE placed his cranial region into his abdominal cavity utilizing the rear entry approach. From this viewpoint he was unable to see the freaking ditch therefore: the loaded truck (30 freaking ton!) went into the ditch, and in protest, layed down. Employee was then issued a plane ticket back to his country of origin after the solid waste material hit the rotillary oscillator.

Translation: He had his head up his ass (witnesses report he was on his cell phone all morning), got in the ditch (you saw how deep it was!)...he was loaded with 30 ton...yeah, you get that far over, after a rain and some soft ground...it's all over but the cryin'! His theory....all of the sudden the steering didn't work! Hmmm, steering is fine, even being towed! And then: he was fired after the shit hit the fan!

This is my life! My SE screams at me from time to time when we're in the field...but, hello? You never see Lulu looking like this when I'm by God, driving her! (He does tell everyone else that I'm the best driver he has...he just won't tell me! Gotta realize though....I own half this shit...yeah, I'm gonna take care of it!)

So....now that I've figured out the picture stuff...I will make this blog more exciting...(gonna get involved in Travis Irwins MTM posts!) Everyone pray for Lulu okay? Insurance company will probably total her out (bastards, she's only 30!) but we'll fix her, we'll probably take off the sleeper as we dont' need it, so she'll be thinner and lighter (and weird!)...so I'll show pics after her makeover. The ex-driver is getting on a plane at 5:55 a.m. tomorrow, took him to Amarillo today....didnt' kill him...kudo's ?

By the way, here's what Robin needs:

Yeah, it's a keg...I live with SE, who's of German descent...we have a "kegirator". Should have taken a picture from the front...it has a tap, we have CO2...I hit it after consoling Lucy (remind me to tell you about the rattlesnake when I went to take pictures after they got her up....notice, no pictures...I'm a lady and a lady always knows when to leave a party....when you hear that sound...um. get out!)

Later!