Wednesday was a big day for our family.
We bought a minivan.
I feel like a lost a little part of my youth just typing that sentence.
I don't know why I have this mental mountain to move, but I do. I know plenty of hip and happenin' moms who drive minivans, so I shoudln't have a problem with it. But I do.
It's some kind of weird emotional mid-life crisis or something. But don't worry, I'm not going to start going out to clubs and dancing on tables or anything. (Can you imagine? I'm positive I would be laughed out.)
ANYWAY, I am done with the freaking out. Now I'll tell you why my minivan is very nice and very practical. I can't say that I love her yet, but I'm starting to like her. Yes, this is a relationship and apparently, it's a SHE. Interesting. Didn't know that until I typed it. I guess naming her Stuart is out of the question, Mary. :)
As long as I'm inside the minivan I love it. It's kind of like what I would imagine Inspector Gadget's car would be like. There are all these secret compartments everywhere and buttons that open doors and a kid mirror that pops out of nowhere. I always find myself saying "hey, what's this do?" and it's always something pretty awesome.
It's got a lot more space than I was expecting and everything about it is very convenient.
Joe had been trying to sell me on the minivan idea for a couple of years, but when it came down to it, what got me to go test drive was sheer numbers. This van is a year newer than our Blazer was and has about half as many miles on it...we will have a cheaper monthly payment, cheaper insurance and better mpg. I couldn't really argue with that. It wouldn't be very fair for me to object to the wisest financial decision for our family.
I'll let you know if we give her a name. And if she grows on me. I think she will.
PS - can I really pull off starting a post with "y'all"?