Back in 1998,Â I bought a used car that was two years old.Â It was my first manual transmission car.Â I didn’t know how toÂ drive one at the time, but it was the only car onÂ the lot I could afford and so, with my hubby’s convincing me I could learn to drive it, I bought it.Â I stalled it so much in the firstÂ 24 hours of owning it, that my hubbyÂ and I had to switch cars for a week until I could get more comfortable with it.Â After that, I fell in love with it.Â MyÂ little babyÂ wentÂ on tripsÂ all over California.Â It moved me fromÂ Southern California to Northern California and then to Phoenix.Â Â That car became my baby.Â
However, after 11 years, baby or not, the car was having issues.Â Oil issues.Â Speedometer issues.Â As of last Sunday, coolant issues.Â And fuel efficiency issues, which is a big deal now that I drive 90 miles roundtrip for my commute.Â After researching new cars for a couple of months, I finally said goodbye to my baby today and bought a brand new Yaris.Â I’ve never owned a brand-spanking-new car before, so I’ve established a first with car and its on its way to becoming my new baby.Â Before I left the lot, I got a picture of me with both of my babies – old and new.
I can’t believe I’m admitting this, but I actually cried when I had to hand over my keys.Â Either the sales guy didn’t notice, or he was nice enough to ignore it.Â Anyway, regardless of how sad I am, I’m also soooooo excited!Â I mean, how cute is this car?
It was dusk outside when I took these shots, so you can’t see the color very well, but it’s a really cool grey-silver.Â My hubby’s calling it the Silver Bullet.Â However, I like Rebekah’s suggestion.Â She noticed that if you drop the ‘is’ and add an ‘n’ you get yarn, thus you have the Yarn Mobile.Â I think that idea rocks!
For those that were following the kitty saga, here’s an update…
Kitty’s been recovering quite well.Â As you can see, she didn’t like the cone one bit.
Thankfully, this came off last Friday and we’ve just had to deal with giving her antibiotics since then.Â She doesn’t like treats, so I have to force them down.Â Only a few days left, and we can all relax!
Also, we had an exterminator come out and spray the house outside and in.Â He said that it sounds like a brown recluse (or, seeing as how Arizona doesn’tÂ actually have the brown recluse, one of its just-as-venomous cousins)Â bit her.Â Yikes!