budget. At least weekly, some man that I don't even know will walk up to me at a gas station or in a parking lot and say, "That's an awfully big truck for such a little girl," "I think this car is too big for you," or, my personal favorite, "You look like a bobble head driving around in that thing." (wuh?) I usually just put my head down, mumble something about it being a company car, and tell myself that they are just trying to make conversation. Another thing that I never, ever noticed before is the height limits on parking garages and fast food drive-thrus. I always find myself ducking when I drive through them.
I always thought then when I became a soccer mom, I would want some kind of massive SUV.
|And yes, when I become a soccer mom, I intend on keeping my vehicles adorned with fresh flowers at all times.|
**May or may not be foreshadowing my Halloween costume