No matter where you live, if you own a car, you have to register it. Here in Texas we don't have a Department of Motor Vehicles....or DMV. No sireeeeee, it's The Texas Department of Public Safety. And, besides that, you have to go to separate places for your drivers license and vehicle registration.
Grandma J knows she's boring her Texas Ke-mo-sah-bee's, but all this is still new to her. In other words she's still learning the ropes, so to speak.
Last December, Grandma J bought a new car. Then several months later she moved from The Compound to The Spa. Here we are, and it's December again, and she should have gotten a renewal notice for her car registration. Of course if she had bothered to submit an address change, she would have gotten one two months ago.
So, today it was off to renew her vehicle registration. For that Grandma J likes to drive a few miles east to the town of Belton, Texas because it's
Now there is more to the town of Belton, Texas that Grandma J likes.....it's a bit country, and funky. Here's a peek at a few things that make it a couple bubbles off center.....
Let's start with this green house . It's on a main street with no parking, so it's hard to get a good picture. Grandma J loves it this time of year because the occupants go all out and put a red bow on the mailbox for Christmas! Don't you hate it when people get so carried away?
Now who doesn't love a car wash called Sea Horse Car Wash? Especially when the closest ocean is about 200 miles away. Don't you love the underground utilities?
But then again, what else would you call a car wash that had sea horses on the walls?
It warmed Grandma J's heart to know that here in the heart of Texas prayer is still allowed in public schools...but that's only because they purged spelling from the curriculum!