Eating words
25th February 2010
I vividly remember driving to work a few years ago cursing the minivan in front of me. Not only was it going stupidly slow in the fast lane on Hwy 401, but the damn thing was so high I couldn’t see over it.
My first car was a Ford Focus hatchback named Hoochie, and I was ALWAYS lower than the SUVs and vans on the road. So I always vehemently vowed I would never, ever own one. If we ever felt we needed something bigger than our big Nissan Alitma family car, we’d get a wagon of some description.
Heh.
Eric arrives home tonight with a cherry red Caravan.
(And yes, I’ve already been reminded of this fact from my Mom. Don’tcha love mothers?!
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Jason says the same thing that we will never get a minivan!!! I would love an SUV of some sort though
The next question is – what image are we going to get airbrushed on the side of the new van? My vote is still for an image of Carly, dressed as a warrior princess, riding on top of a white tiger.
Classy!
Wow, Honey, that’s a lot more toned down from your last suggestion. Hot! And just what I need as I’m driving our girls around our small town, or delivering magazines…
Yeah, I know that your mom reads this blog…
Congrats on the latest vehicle. Don’t you just love something new.