I had big plans for the weekend, and for the blog. Instead, I didn’t read a single blog or post even once. My big plans for yesterday crumbled in the air. I didn’t even make it to say bon voyage to the young man who headed for Mosquito Island yesterday. He graduated from high school on Saturday, and is starting on his next adventure already. We’re very proud of him, although like his mother, I wish he wasn’t so eager to head to the front lines.
Of course, we know him from the firehouse. The only nickname he has that is polite enough for print is Snowplow, and since no one will tell me how he got that name, I’m not sure how polite it really is…
However, I did manage to drag my lazy self across the county to meet a fellow blogger. Robin is in and out of my area a good bit, and finally, our paths were able to cross. Her husband quickly came to my rescue and often had one or the other of my girls in hand. Rudy was a delightful little gentleman, and Gretchen enjoyed playing with someone her own size very much.
(Forgive me Robin - it's the only photo I have of both of your faces!
It was really Gretchen’s first public play date, and she did well enough. She made the 35 minute trip (one way) both times without incident, so maybe, just maybe, we’re conquering this carsickness. She did act like a yappy terrier a bit much, and we’re going to have to work on that. (Anyone have any suggestions? I’ve never had a yappy dog before…)
Might I have another treat?, says Gretchen
Sissy was good enough; she was in her riding harness and not her walking harness, so she pulled a bit more than I would have liked, but she was respectful of the two small dogs she was ripping and running with, as much as their leashes would allow.
It's hard to get a decent photo of THREE dogs!
Robin, her hubby and Rudy were simply delightful. Time flew by, but they’ll be back this way again, and maybe by then, Sissy will not be so eager to tug and we will have corrected Gretchie’s yappies. Perhaps next time, the Knight will join us too.
How much better behaved could we be?!
What else did I do? Not much. We went to dinner one night, went to the firehouse only one night (to see the Marine-to-be), and we spent a lot of time researching vehicles. I’ll need to replace mine in the next year at the latest, and there are some great deals to be had. The problem is, I make vehicle shopping as long, drawn-out and painful as is humanly possible.
You see, I must read reviews and look at every possible option online until I am so confused and frustrated I just want my existing ride to last forever. The Knight gets put-out with me VERY early into the process, so I’m thinking that I’ll even do most of the test drives alone, and just take him along for an executive veto when I’m ready to buy.
I’ve said it in jest to a couple of friends, but really, here’s my must-have list:
- The ultimate seats, as in Cadillac, with a ride to match.
- Luxury. We’ll say it’s because my back needs it (true) but the fact is, we’re creatures of comfort. That means leather, power everything, heated & memory seats, etc. Make/brand isn’t so important, as long as I can get it serviced here in Podunk.
- Escape hatch – er, sunroof. Not negotiable. I am a sun baby, but now, I claim it as a safety feature, since Mugsy and I made our great escape from that hole.
- Fun to drive. We have trucks out the wazoo. I want something that doesn’t feel like a tank, that I can park without fear of dings.
- Decent gas mileage. We’re talking SUV or crossover here, but if it’s not better than the Knight’s neglected Silverado, why bother? (Because actually… aside from not being fun to drive, it meets all the other requirements.)
- Cargo room. Remember, the Knight dreams of a house-pony (giant breed dog of some sort). Besides, you wouldn’t believe how much stuff we take to the beach. Sissy and Gretchen require TWO large totes of their own, not counting their food bucket.
Then, we have the ooooh, I want it list:
- keyless ignition thingee. Wouldn’t we all love to NEVER dig for the key again?
- Built-in navigation system. Why should I have to remember to grab the Garmin?
- Satellite radio. Again, why clutter up the dash when it can come installed?
- One of those panoramic sunroof-things that lets the sun shine in across the passengers too. My girls are sun babies too.
Things I don’t want:
- Four or all-wheel drive. See above – don’t need it, and it makes for a larger turning radius, increases insurance costs and eats away at the fuel mileage.
- Anything that requires premium fuel. I get tired of reading that if I can afford a premium vehicle, I can afford premium fuel. That’s not the point. It gives me heartburn to fill up at a higher price.
- Anything “sporty” because that firm suspension kills my back.
- Third-row seating that doesn’t fold COMPLETELY flat.
- Any type of entertainment package. While Sissy does rush to the TV if I ask if she wants to see Tony, we have a portable DVD player if it comes to that.
So, you see my problem. The Knight also insists that a hybrid won’t suit my daily driving, so that’s off the table. Hrmph.
I’ve bored you enough, but that also records my list so I can come back and review it. (And that’s not even talking colors…)
How was your weekend?