Phil is our new (to us) Suburban. He is a rather stellar dude if I do say so myself. And even the color I wanted!
Freshly purchased last night, we (and the children) have been struttin' around like peacocks. Okay, I'm doing most of my strutting from the horizontal position on the couch, but I look good doin' it. Monk and I were giving each other knuckles all night last because we were so proud of our new purchase.
It's been a long time coming for us to get a new vehicle. Our 2000 Ford Windstar has 167,000 miles on it, but has basically been falling apart since about 90,000 miles. Transmissions going out BEFORE 100,000 miles is never a good thing. This has meant BIG BUCKS for the last 5 years.
To put it mildly, if cars had souls, I can honestly say ours would be in hell.
We've been looking for weeks and frankly, had a few swiped out from under us, but not this one. Nope, this one is ours! Woo-hoo! It's a 2004, has low miles and has a few perks we were very happy to have....like a DVD player! The only thing it didn't have was leather seats, which is much easier to clean child vomit (or pregnant woman vomit) from, than say cloth. You win some, you lose some. I'll take what we got.
Sis and Liv were so excited last night that they asked if we could sleep in the new ride. This is disturbing to me on so many different levels that I don't even know where to begin. I can definitely say "Phil" is certainly cleaner than my house right now, so maybe that has something to do with it.
Anyway, that's our exciting news for the day. Join us in welcoming "Phil" to the family, won't you?
By the way, does anyone know if it's legal to torch your old car and dance The Happy Dance around it, celebrating it's demise? Just curious.