goodbye {hello}

Oz

This one is for my Unkie Bill ... I bit the bullet ... and got a new car!  A 2012 VW Passat to be exact.  After contemplating a new car for over a year now I finally did it.  I gutted up and walked into the car dealership (by myself) and 48 hours later I have a new car.  It is the strangest feeling I have had in quite some time, especially considering that my Jeep (Oz is his name) has been with me for fourteen years.  I was his original owner for goodness sakes.  It is almost like giving up a child, companion, and best friend all at once with the flick of a pen.  However, getting in the Passat (I think I will name him the Wizard) is like getting in the most luxurious piece of machinery I can imagine - I mean, it doesn't even have a tape player and it syncs to my phone! Oh and it has heated side mirrors to combat the early morning dew (how utterly snotty and fantastic can it get!)  So, if you see a 31 year old woman driving like she is 90 because she is scared to death that someone will hit her or because, well, she has only had one car for 14 years ... that's me.

The Wizard