tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post3784379042462821139..comments2024-02-12T09:22:58.084-05:00Comments on Confessions of a Grandma: Remember the 80's?Olgahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00692441479616299920noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post-87620641746702660742012-01-14T10:50:33.905-05:002012-01-14T10:50:33.905-05:001986 - the first car I ever owned, a HOnda Ballade...1986 - the first car I ever owned, a HOnda Ballade - still got it, but my son drives it now. Those Hondas, like Toyota, just never give trouble.fiftyoddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17372578925298011630noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post-59104158201014743922012-01-14T08:50:03.874-05:002012-01-14T08:50:03.874-05:00Where did I recently see an article that observed ...Where did I recently see an article that observed that styles haven't changed appreciably in thirty years.....Vanity Fair, maybe?<br /><br />It seems to me you are very very fortunate that you weren't run right over, with the car mystery-stopping at random like that!Junehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11710135137635433217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post-19252768881596040692012-01-13T21:23:21.388-05:002012-01-13T21:23:21.388-05:00My first car was my mom's old Toyota Corolla. ...My first car was my mom's old Toyota Corolla. She gave it to me as a college graduation present. I had for so long. It was a manual transmission and I felt so cool for knowing how to drive it.Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08668487489667818687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post-928113892259713152012-01-13T20:12:38.193-05:002012-01-13T20:12:38.193-05:00Didn't ya hate those mystery stops. I had a Re...Didn't ya hate those mystery stops. I had a Renault that liked to do that. Turned out I had a bumble bee body in the gas tank that would periodically block the flow of gas. When the engine stopped, he would float away unpluging the line and off we would go again. A bumble bee<br />ectomy fixed that.Arkansas Pattihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14156004753267665579noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post-75536328532136871012012-01-13T19:44:30.730-05:002012-01-13T19:44:30.730-05:00Hmmmm - a car with a mind of its own - I think Ste...Hmmmm - a car with a mind of its own - I think Steven King wrote a novel about that! I recently had a lovely alpaca coat tailored to take out the football sized shoulder pads. I bought it in New Zealand in the 90's - apparently, the uplifted shoulder was still in style.Barbhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04984171407726520584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post-15817364383125767432012-01-13T16:11:28.116-05:002012-01-13T16:11:28.116-05:00My Nissan just died on me the other day when I was...My Nissan just died on me the other day when I was going home -- oh wait, that was because I ran out of gas. Not quite the same thing! But I think any car that is still running after 202K miles is pretty good -- even if it did take the occasional time out! <br /><br />PS Please don't let them bring back leisure suits!Grandma Kchttp://amaraland.com/memories/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post-59758779104797675122012-01-13T14:53:55.385-05:002012-01-13T14:53:55.385-05:00Whoa scary for a car to stop like that. My 80'...Whoa scary for a car to stop like that. My 80's car was a dark blue chevy station wagon... nine passenger. Gawd I hated it when my son drove it to college, because when I would hear five doors slam before the front door opened , I just knew it was sonny boy and eight of his frat brothers.Muffy's Markshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13826630430126318583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post-17795916846026793462012-01-13T14:53:55.058-05:002012-01-13T14:53:55.058-05:00Whoa scary for a car to stop like that. My 80'...Whoa scary for a car to stop like that. My 80's car was a dark blue chevy station wagon... nine passenger. Gawd I hated it when my son drove it to college, because when I would hear five doors slam before the front door opened , I just knew it was sonny boy and eight of his frat brothers.Muffy's Markshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13826630430126318583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8389866155730491552.post-74582894843083601252012-01-13T13:34:22.226-05:002012-01-13T13:34:22.226-05:00We had a car similar to your black sedan in the la...We had a car similar to your black sedan in the late 1970s. We would be driving along and it would just - stop. It was an AMC Hornet. I had two toddlers at the time. It was in the shop many times but they could never fix it. We finally traded it in.Meryl Baerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13482532818278685217noreply@blogger.com