Out With The Old...
How did they know?
Being a crossover, it drives like a luxury car. But with oodles of cargo space, I can't wait for our next trip to Minneapolis and the Mall of America.
Oh yeah. It came with one of THESE too:
So this techno-geeky-nerd is in Techno-Geeky-Nerdy Heaven.
No Longer On Speaking Terms
* Sigh *
I've had to make a very important decision. Important and difficult. So difficult to do.
But for the sake of my sanity, I must.
I must refrain from further terms of endearment. Stop the one-sided conversations I find myself conducting with greater frequency as the years wore on. I have to cut off all forms of communication to make the process less painful.
For I am no longer on speaking terms with my 1997 Dodge Caravan as I have begun the dreaded experience of shopping for a new car.
But I just can't bear the thought of giving up my old one. No matter how shiny and cool a new vehicle will be, I will still miss my old blue van dearly. Like a trusted friend, we have shared nearly ten years of experiences; from long road trips to the daily grind of rush hour.
But my faithful steed is on his last legs and I am unsure he will last another bitter winter.
Saying goodbye sucks. Until then, I am saying nothing at all.
And don't even TRY to deny you talk to inanimate objects too...

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