So, we’re selling my wee blue car. The car that everyone said “looks like me.” Honestly, I’m sad to see it go, but in these economic times we figure a) it’s wise to consolidate expenses and not have two cars to upkeep b) it’s good to pay off all the debt incurred from moving across the country and having a year full of medical issues and c) it’s not the best car to get a baby in and out of, anyway. I know what I want in the future, but for now, it’s just saying goodbye to my bachelorette car. It was my coming home from my mission car from my Mom and Dad, a luxury and a gift that I never took for granted. Ah the memories! I only wish I had pictures from my drive out to Utah! Then the journey would be complete!
Hey car, remember my most awesome haircut, EVER??
Or the time we drove to CO?
or that time we drove to Manti, and Chad was in the backseat!? So was Alicia. That’s her shoulder. I used to ride passenger in my own car a lot, huh? Either that or I just took pictures when I was in the passenger’s seat. That makes sense.
Or that time that we were driving (on the very same trip to Manti, actually!) and we got behind the VERY SAME CAR AS YOU? Just in a different color!!
Ah, the trips to IKEA. We ALWAYS brough you along for those!
You held all that, a brother, AND a bag of chips! REALLY!
Simpler times my friend. Simpler times.
We gave you a wee rest on the way back from Utah. You deserved it, you handled the snow out there like a CHAMP!
Goodbye dear car. Goodbye.
