Tuesday, September 14, 2010

The Grim Reaper of Automobiles

Last week I blogged about adding a little unwanted decoration to my car. Just one day after I blogged about my little scuffle with the garage, my car experienced a major malfunction. I had it towed to the Toyota dealership and quickly found out it needed a new engine-a $7,000 engine. Since my beat up 02 Highlander was not worth $7,000, my husband and I decided it was time to replace it.

I have to admit that I felt like the grim reaper of automobiles. I not only did body damage to that poor vehicle, but I also blew up the engine. I begged for a pony instead of a new car. Ponies are much easier for me to take care of and much less complicated than a car. Michael wouldn't buy me a pony. He insisted that my 4o mile round trip commute to work called for a car.

I sadly accepted the fate of my precious (and a little beat up) Highlander, and I began the hunt for my new car. The hunt was a little stressful because this is the first time I have ever had the opportunity to pick out the vehicle, but I almost immediately fell in love with the cutest 07 Rav 4. We purchased the Rav 4 this weekend, and I am so excited. Well, I'm not excited about having a car payment, but I am excited about having a reliable car again!

I was going to host a car naming contest on my blog. (Yes, I name all my cars.) However, Michael jokingly pointed out that the spare tire on the back of the car looked like a bunny tail, so my new car has been christened "The Bunny Car". Here's a picture of a similar looking car, so you have a visual of what I mean about the bunny tail. Hopefully, "The Bunny Car" will live a long and full life, and I will lose my grim reaper status. :)

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

I Promise I Wasn't Drinking!

A few weeks ago, I did this to my car.

See all that pretty white paint. It's not supposed to be there. Yikes!

I bet you are wondering how I did it. Well, I scraped my car on the side of my garage. The garage was unharmed, but the car was not. Everyone immediately notices the damage and asks what happened. It is a tiny bit embarrassing to admit the truth, and I have gotten more than one eye roll when I tell people I hit my garage. I tried coming up with a few fun stories like a large white bird flew out of the sky and smacked into my car or my dogs got bored and decided to do an art project.

I am eventually going to get it fixed (probably within the next few weeks), but until then I will have fun inventing imaginative stories about how my car got damaged. Let me know if you think of any good ones! :)