Yep, had to buy my own first car too...I was able to do that at 17 though because I grew up on a working farm and we earned money raising the cows...we were each responsible for raising a calf when it was born and tending to it until it went to slaughter and we got a portion of the money that it sold it for...so by the time it was time to get a car, we each had a nice little nest egg there for it.
Haha...yeah I hear ya...sometimes I want to do that too!
And if I had one I'd wind up throwing it at a wall
Talking about pay phones and 10 speeds. Now it's cell phones and mountain bikes. The other day at work I waited on a girl, now adult and taller than me, that I used to babysit.
Nah, not sad...it was life on the farm...did love the baby calves...and feeding them with a bottle when their mama wouldn't or couldn't do it herself was a neat experience...but then they grow up and they're not so cute anymore...we used to go with our dad to drop them off before school...kind of weird to load up the cows, head to the slaughterhouse and then off to school.
Oh, that sounds cool!
Oh puleezzeWow, I'm definitely feeling old right now.
Slaughterhouse. I completely missed that in your first post. My brain must have purposely skipped that word. So then you raised beef cattle? Here I'm all tra la la-ing, thinking dairy cows being sold to other farms. Oyvey! 
Yeah, beef cattle...we did sell some at auction and some of those were usually bought by other farms...we always had plenty of steaks and hamburger in the freezer though!
Good night and sweet dreams Sara.Bwahahaha Dale.
Well, I'm off to read with kiddo and catch some zzzz's. Sweet dreams when you go.
Good night DaleGood night Sara and Angel
I'm off to have a piece of cake
...enjoy your cake. 
Now's the best time to go! Have fun OBG!Sweet dreaming Lurkers,I'm off wally world
