*Disclaimer-I can describe this as redneck, as I am one.
The other night, Jeff and I were sitting on the couch, doing nothing, when he turns and asks me, "Hey, it's a nice night, why don't we take the 4-wheeler out to your grandparents?" I tell him, "Only if I can take my camera, it's almost sunset." (sunset = great light) So, we load 'er up, and head out. We take it across the creek and I get off to start walking and take pictures, and he takes off to go fast.
I snap a couple of pictures in the amazing light. He takes a couple of laps around the pasture, then comes back to trade places with me. I take a quick cruise, and we both remember how much fun the 4-wheeler is. It doesn't get out much anymore, so we tend to forget. We've talked about selling it lately, but I think that will get pushed out again.
There's also a little sentimental value in the 4-wheeler. 4-wheeling is actually how Jeff and I started dating. I ran into a friend from high school at another friend's baby shower and got invited to go hang out and ride 4-wheelers with her and her fiance and Jeff. I wasn't doing anything else that evening and it sounded like fun, so off I went. I ended up having a good time, and Jeff was fun to be around, but didn't think much about it. Three weeks later, while I'm at work, I get a voice mail on my phone from Jeff, asking me out. I was shocked! Not in a bad way, but I hadn't given him my number, or gotten any kind of vibe from him that he was interested in me. He had sought out my number himself and got up the nerve to ask me out. So I got my nerve up to call him back and go out with him. And nine years later, we're still together.
I'm a few days late, but the anniversary of that first date was August 3rd. Happy Anniversary Jeff, I can't wait to have many more years of hillbilly fun with you!