Because I must have some lot in life to own cars with distinctive body styles, I introduce you to our new car, a 2005 PT Cruiser.
Who would've thunk it? But, there we were, face-to-face with an amazing deal from Huffines Dodge/Chrysler/Jeep in Lewisville. What can I say, they made us an offer we couldn't refuse.
So far, we've been impressed with the cargo room for all of our junk (with no garage and an apartment on the 3rd floor, my trunk is often holding non-perishables that I can't carry up the stairs with 2 kiddos at a particular point in time), head room for tall man, and gas mileage for our pocketbooks.
Yes, saying goodbye to the truck was difficult, but I'm looking forward to making memories with the Cruiser too. With a hundred thousand less miles than the truck (151,000 vs 45,000), we've got some catching up to do.
We've already eaten in the car (Sonic was it's first meal), switched the carseats over (easy cheesy in this ride vs the truck), and filled up with gas. So any suggestions for our first road trip? ;)
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Peaches 'n' Cream
Peaches on her face and creamy skin...yep, June has decided this food stuff is not so bad after all. That being said, she's tried rice cereal, prunes, peas, peaches, carrots, apples, and her favorite bananas. Sweet potatoes and avocado are coming up soon, so munch on, little monkey. A world of flavors awaits.
Looking out for more.
Proud of herself.
May you enjoy your food today (and not have to wear a bib to keep yourself presentable)!
"Huffines Has It!"
D/FW friends will recognize the tag line "Huffines Has It!" and perhaps can even sing the tune from their car ads on the radio. You may have asked, "What exactly do they have?" Well, they have my first...hold on, let me compose myself...
...they have my first car. Yes, friends, the "Japanese suburban" is now owned by someone not of McNeese blood for the first time since 1991. It has faithfully traveled across countrysides, traversed over highways and byways, and sped through the backwoods of East Texas, but, alas, it will not hold two car seats or get Michael to his job without leaving our pocket books empty of gas money. So, it was time.
Vanna, show them what they've won...
Precious memories...
I wish I had pictures of me the first day I had my license getting into this truck, but we McNeeses are generally not a sentimental bunch...so there is no picture of that day. But I did take "adios" pictures on the lot of the Huffines dealership. For what did we trade this beauty? I will tell you, dear friends, when I have at least 10 memories of the red truck in the comment section of this blog or on Facebook.
To help us all walk down memory lane, let me ask a few questions:
Tell me about the time you first saw me in my vehicle. How old was I or what were your impressions of such a hot chick driving such an amazing machine? Ha!
Best road trip you ever took in the truck with me?
Have you ever ridden in the back seat of the little truck? Did your legs ever unfurl?
Have you ever hidden in the camper, waiting for me to get in the truck after a long night of working at the mall, and then bang the back window, making me almost wet my britches? (I'll let them post and repent of such a sin)
Has the truck ever moved anything for you because you didn't have room in your car?
What else?
I'll start with my first memory of the truck. I went shopping with my family for the red truck when we lived in Houston. My dad wanted a little truck, and I remember sitting in the back seat of several extended cabs with my brother Lee, "test sitting." I was in junior high, and he was in elementary school. We preferred the Toyota PickUp over the Nissan because in the back of that one, you sat facing each other...not appealing to stare at your sibling across the backseat. At our ages, the Toyota actually seemed roomy (because we both weighed under 100 pounds and we under 5 feet then). Aaah, 1991....actually, we might have both been in that category until we went to college. Oh, well.
Comment friends and you'll see the new ride.
...they have my first car. Yes, friends, the "Japanese suburban" is now owned by someone not of McNeese blood for the first time since 1991. It has faithfully traveled across countrysides, traversed over highways and byways, and sped through the backwoods of East Texas, but, alas, it will not hold two car seats or get Michael to his job without leaving our pocket books empty of gas money. So, it was time.
Vanna, show them what they've won...
Precious memories...
I wish I had pictures of me the first day I had my license getting into this truck, but we McNeeses are generally not a sentimental bunch...so there is no picture of that day. But I did take "adios" pictures on the lot of the Huffines dealership. For what did we trade this beauty? I will tell you, dear friends, when I have at least 10 memories of the red truck in the comment section of this blog or on Facebook.
To help us all walk down memory lane, let me ask a few questions:
Tell me about the time you first saw me in my vehicle. How old was I or what were your impressions of such a hot chick driving such an amazing machine? Ha!
Best road trip you ever took in the truck with me?
Have you ever ridden in the back seat of the little truck? Did your legs ever unfurl?
Have you ever hidden in the camper, waiting for me to get in the truck after a long night of working at the mall, and then bang the back window, making me almost wet my britches? (I'll let them post and repent of such a sin)
Has the truck ever moved anything for you because you didn't have room in your car?
What else?
I'll start with my first memory of the truck. I went shopping with my family for the red truck when we lived in Houston. My dad wanted a little truck, and I remember sitting in the back seat of several extended cabs with my brother Lee, "test sitting." I was in junior high, and he was in elementary school. We preferred the Toyota PickUp over the Nissan because in the back of that one, you sat facing each other...not appealing to stare at your sibling across the backseat. At our ages, the Toyota actually seemed roomy (because we both weighed under 100 pounds and we under 5 feet then). Aaah, 1991....actually, we might have both been in that category until we went to college. Oh, well.
Comment friends and you'll see the new ride.
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