Let me upgrade ya....

Look at me, busting out the song lyrics for two posts in a row! Perhaps I should consider a new career path as a lounge singer?

I digress.

We had a major upgrade at our house today. This one has been a long time coming and I couldn't be happier about it. We got a new baby!

No, not that kind of baby.

This kind....


Doesn't he look handsome? And the guy in the brown jacket's not half bad, either....

That's right, we finally took the plunge and bought Nate a new car. For as long as we've been married, he's been drooling over the Ford Mustang. First we were waiting for him to finish grad school, then we moved twice, then we bought the house. There was always some reason to keep putting it off. Meanwhile he was driving this....



Yes, ladies and gentlemen, that is duct tape holding up the window. Any good Southerner knows that duct tape is the solution for everything.

Nate had mentioned a couple of times how much he was digging the Dodge Challenger but I never in a million years imagined him with anything other than a black Mustang. You could have knocked me over with a feather when he rolled up from his test drive in a fire-engine-red Challenger.


The grin on his face said he was already a goner. So we got our stuff in order and headed back to the dealership to do the deed.


Five hours later we were cruising back home with the sunroof open and the bass thumping. Men were breaking their necks to get a look at this baby on the road. And Nate was loving every minute of it. I was afraid I wasn't going to fit in the car with Nate and the big fat smile on his handsome face.


I hope you enjoy every minute of it, baby. You deserve it.