I just added a countdown to the wedding to the bottom of the blog. Now all of you can watch the seconds tick by and feel some of my anxiety with me!
We got the new clothes line. Works like a charm! Hooray Target! We got all the loads on the line and the fence didn't even fall over. Victory.
And last but not least... we got the news yesterday that our brand new Prius is ready to be picked up!! So, 9:00 am Friday morning, I will no longer be sweating without AC. I will no longer have to ask what you are saying over the cell phone a million times because the wind echos in the cracks in the jeep. I will no longer have a weird squeeking sound when going over bumps. There will be no rain on the INSIDE of the car. No little sign on the hard top that says, "Caution, this car can flip easily." No random check engine light for NO apparent reason... OH how sad. No more familiar little Jeep, with memories, and secrets. Yes, it is teal, or you could call it tourquoise, or maybe even green. A beautiful little green machine that has taken me to college towing U-Haul trailers, taken me fishing with Dad and Ben with the keys being locked inside (while running - typical Thomas), taken me on road trips, across the beach and the desert, to and from Law School, to work every day, and fit perfectly into even the smallest parking spots to guarentee an excellent spot. Seriously, am I crying over a car? Maybe no one will want to buy it and I will get to keep it. Not practical. Not cost efficient. Not a good idea for the bank account. BUT I will miss my little friend!
And last but not least... we got the news yesterday that our brand new Prius is ready to be picked up!! So, 9:00 am Friday morning, I will no longer be sweating without AC. I will no longer have to ask what you are saying over the cell phone a million times because the wind echos in the cracks in the jeep. I will no longer have a weird squeeking sound when going over bumps. There will be no rain on the INSIDE of the car. No little sign on the hard top that says, "Caution, this car can flip easily." No random check engine light for NO apparent reason... OH how sad. No more familiar little Jeep, with memories, and secrets. Yes, it is teal, or you could call it tourquoise, or maybe even green. A beautiful little green machine that has taken me to college towing U-Haul trailers, taken me fishing with Dad and Ben with the keys being locked inside (while running - typical Thomas), taken me on road trips, across the beach and the desert, to and from Law School, to work every day, and fit perfectly into even the smallest parking spots to guarentee an excellent spot. Seriously, am I crying over a car? Maybe no one will want to buy it and I will get to keep it. Not practical. Not cost efficient. Not a good idea for the bank account. BUT I will miss my little friend! This was supposed to be an exciting blog about the new car, which I am so excited about, but I have a weird attachment to a giant piece of metal, and plastic.
11 comments:
Poor little jeep!! I totally understand your sadness. It has been a good car.
Jeeps are the best!!
We love Jeeps - They are amazing little cars and I too have always had a little attachment to them. I have some great memories of Jeeps throughout my life - we had so many great times in various Jeeps at Beaver and on many hunting and camping trips. I'm sure your new car will be amazing and you will grow to love it too - but there will definitely always be some great memories attached to a Jeep!
I more than anyone understands that deep attachment. I have been driving my little green jeep for almost 8 years now! I want a new car but it is so hard to give up!
A Prius?!? What's next, a vote for Obama?
Um ..... I guess I could say something sentimental about the Jeep ...... except that the Jeep and I hate each other. We have always hated each other and I KNOW it has, on several occasions, tried to kill me. I don't entirely blame it, of course, because it knows that if I had the chance, I too would run it off the nearest cliff.
I also understand the feeling between a person and a piece of metal and plastic. I still have a fondness for my first car, Loretta the red bug and my skunk-smelling Tracker.
Have a great time in your enviromentally friendly car and make a page in your photo album for your Jeep. Just don't leave it at our house please. I will not be able to sleep, knowing it will sneak up and kill me in the night.
Sounds like something you got from your father. Like Truckee you probably will have it until your kids are ready to drive. Hahaha.
And wth not f is Dan saying? Of course you're voting for Obama! HAHAHA! Who isn't?
Oh yeah, and do you live on another planet where you use clotheslines?
hahahahaha, i loved the jeep, i loved the bug, and i'm sure if i get the chance i'll love the prius, but when i sold my POS 1983 toyota camery hatch back that i drove in high school, i cried, and i still to this day, make arron listen to stories about how great that car was. haha
You should keep the Jeep around until after your wedding, and then by some miracle we may not have to ride in the dog smelling landcruiser
You get that sentimentality for metal and plastic from your Dad but I will admit that my first car did have a name and I still think about how it got me back and forth to work and school and fit me into the smallest, guaranteed parking spaces at the U. His name was Orville and it was the ugliest looking VW bug - kind of a dirty tan color. When I got it the first day, my dad put a small dent in the rear left fender and I thought I would never forgive him! But as the car got older and dentier, that particular dent just made me smile. It's funny how "things" in our lives can help us remember really good times. Love you! mom
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