Well, look at that. Libby came to us 18 years ago today! In that time, all 4 of us have been her primary driver, and we've collectively put about 150,000 miles on her. She's been remarkably resilient, requiring only a few pricey fixes over the years. At this point, the hope is for her to get Danielle thru high school. I'm betting she makes it. (Libby I mean) (well, and Danielle too)
Hello internet. Last we spoke, Jenny killed Mo (3rd car in a row makes her a serial killer i think, no?) on Thursday morning which meant I spent Thursday afternoon car shopping online (since I was still off work) while she worked from home.
I'm not a "car guy". That is, I don't keep up with new car models. When people make comments like "oh, i love that new Mustang/BMW/whatever" I usually respond with something like "uh huh." So it took a day to educate myself on what's out there. Jenny's wants are described with words like "bigger" or "gas mileage", not so much referring to a particular model. Naomi doesn't really care either since she sits in the same car seat no matter the ride. And Amigo doesn't get a vote.
I'm not a "car guy". That is, I don't keep up with new car models. When people make comments like "oh, i love that new Mustang/BMW/whatever" I usually respond with something like "uh huh." So it took a day to educate myself on what's out there. Jenny's wants are described with words like "bigger" or "gas mileage", not so much referring to a particular model. Naomi doesn't really care either since she sits in the same car seat no matter the ride. And Amigo doesn't get a vote.
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By Friday, we were ready to go looking though. And it didn't take long.
Meet Libby.1
Meet Libby.1
Jenny, please be kind. She's too young to die.

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