i digress

each day i hate having a THMV ever more.
(THMV=totally hot mini van)
i hate it i hate it i hate it.
i miss the wonderful sporty feeling of 4 doors that do not slide.
i miss the rear hatch and it's manual capacities that put my ever shrinking right arm muscles to good use.
truly i do.


i hate that there aren't enough cup holders. why make a mini-van with only 2 cupholders aside a coffee/cold beverage loving driver??

i hate that i can't simply pull into a parking lot and not feel like a washed up mom-wagon.


i feel uncool at all times.


and then i stop by home depot and purchase a sheet of plywood. i head over to ken's nurseries and add several flats of sprouts. i hit a garage sale on the way home and score a 1950's manican for $10 and then swing over and pick up a rhototiller from my father in law. i still manage to fit it all beside my 2 strollers, mother's day gear bag of gardening supplies, a biraage of sand toys and enough cracker crumbs to fill yankee stadium.


and then i remember...
oh that's right.
i like my mini-van