This may be due to the lovely dent Bridget made backing out of the garage. This still is a source of confusion. Latiffa, the Ford Focus has been the car of choice, over the van and this car, for the past 2 years. Latiffa is the bomb.
Now we no longer trusted the Intrigue to make it across town. It felt, literally, like the proverbial "bucket of bolts". It didn't owe us anything. It gave us a good run. So with 1 quick phone call to our Eblock Used Car guy, Gary Cartmell, we were set up with a lovely "newused" car. Derek had a list of "wants". Gary met them. It is gorgeous. It has bells and whistles and a sun roof.
It is the coolest car we have ever had and Derek is riding high. Both testicles have now been recovered since the minivan days. He is so far from a minivan, he thinks he is Daniel Craig, without the eyes. For someone who has never driven over the speed limit, I am not sure why Derek wanted a V6, but he did and we have one and I am constantly watching the speedometer. Latiffa has her nose out of joint and with good reason. She is old news now. Like the first born when #2 comes along.
Yesterday was in interesting day. I wanted to take a spin in "the hotrod", and I was meeting Terry at Woodbine Raceway for a work event and she had asked me to join her. Of course I had to make several references to being "off to the races". I recently discovered that my iphone works as a GPS with a lovely woman who gives directions via my radio as I drive. This was great for today. I was to be at Woodbine for 1115 and I really don't know this area of the GTA. I entered my destination and this woman strategically guided me out of my own neighbourhood. I was remarking to her, though she didn't seem to be listening, that I would no longer have the "I got lost, sorry I am late" card with this new technology. Then in Etobicoke, she guided me through bends and bumps to meet the appointed meeting time with Terry.
All of a sudden I was in the middle of a parking lot, but not a horse to be seen. She announced "you have reached your destination". So, I guess the "I got lost" card is still on the table, followed by "I entered the wrong destination in my GPS". Terry is more mathematical then I am, so she quickly got the hang of this and made a few good calls. I was more challenged, but finally made a decent call at the end, based solely on the horses names and the gender of the jockey. Go Woman Power".
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