No, I didn’t already have the baby… Although, I do wish November would hurry its slow ass up and get here so I can…
Introducing “The Big Bitch,” as the Mister likes to call her… Or the “Monster Car,” as Avery likes to say… Remember our big talk about minivans and how lots of you said, and I agreed (no offense to minivan lovers out there,) that the thought of driving one makes us throw up a little in our mouths? Yeah… Well, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. SO, we decided on a Tahoe.
But, then we (and by we, I really mean I,) test drove this and fell in love. It has everything you can possibly get on it. Not that I needed all of that extra super cool stuff, but it was the only one they had… (Do you know how limited the selection of SUVs is out there right now?) I’ll probably never use, or even figure out how to use, half the features on it. But, it is cool to have them.
Anyway, They wouldn’t get right on the price, so I thought that our search must continue. Then, the Mister sort of surprised me with it! That man’s so sweet. He called me, I was already online searching the Atlanta area again for all full-sized SUVs, and said, “Go clean out your car.” They delivered it and took my car back with them… And they gave me a full demo in the driveway. Sweet.
Anyway, no minivans for this household. Nuttin’ but big, gas guzzling, road hogging, SUVs for us, baby.
I started to title this “My Suburban Can Run Over Your Prius.” Maybe I should have. Catchy, yes?