Last month Hon bought a new car. Honestly, I wasn't thrilled about it. Not because I don't like it per se, but because we had talked about getting a used car. You know what I mean...someone else's junk is our treasure...old to them, new to us...out with the...you get the picture. That salesman was a smooth one, giving Hon the pros and cons of cars. He even told Hon to drive the car home and tell me he already bought it, even though he hadn't yet, which thank goodness Hon had the smarts not to do. Oh don't get me wrong, he deserves a cushy seat with all the trimmings since he works two jobs to keep me here happily doing all sorts of who knows what to be done, but I figured it would be a cushy seat broken in by someone else's butt. In the end, after our discussion together on what to do, I figured ultimately the decision was his to make...although I was still hoping a used car would come home.
Well, it's been a good month or so since he's had it. I've driven it a few times, but never had a chance to fool with the bells and whistles until today. When I'd driven it, Eldest had been with me, and he comandeers the radio. I don't mess with the radio because an unhappy teen in the vehicle makes everyone unhappy.
Today Hon took the van, so I had his car to drive me and Young'un to Lancaster. Let me tell you something, those heated seats are awesome. So is the fact that I can maneuver the drive'rs seat in just about any position to make a contortionist happy. But, what really really made me happy was the radio. Serius-ly ~ as in XM satellite radio Serius, that is.
Oh my goodness, I thought it was like a radio. Boy, was I fooled. It's like a music buffet to satisfy every taste. Young'un gave me the rundown on how it works (since Grandpa come to find out has satellite radio in his car). He told me all about it, so I figured he knew how to actually work it...but he only knew in theory...so we started playing around. Let me tell you, when Johnny Nash started belting out, "I can see clearly now..." I was thinking man oh man, you got that right, baby! Soon after the sun came out and unicorns started dancing to disco ~ Serius-ly!
There we were, singing and boogying to all sorts of stuff. From 2Pac to Kids Bop, Ozzy to Elvis, we were having a blast! My only problem was driving. I had to be the responsible one. Young'un was grooving all around his seat as best he could, with a seat belt on of course, while I was doing a pretty good rendition of a bobble head doll on a dashboard. Let me tell you, I can bobble head, baby!
So, there you have it folks. My new toy. Well, it's kind of mine, anyway. I'm now thinking we need to share the new car more. Hmmmmmm, I wonder if I can get a satellite radio hook-up in the house... Smiling & Waving, Sharon
I'm the queen of our farm, although the animals haven't figured that out yet. My title is Head Chicken Wrangler, but most days I'm called Mom. Life is a comedy and I plan on documenting it.