So, I am totally loving myself sick and finding every excuse to go for a drive.
I even went out to visit MOTY WILLINGLY, just so I could have a bit of alone time with the car.
MPS is pretty much the same, Friday night while I was lying in bed writhing in pain from what was probably gas but felt like my kidney had grown Freddy nails and was attempting to claw its way out via my back, he was sitting in the car fucking around with the sat nav.
We need to get out more.
And GUESS WHAT!? We can and we will.
I know people get new cars every freaking day but I keep marvelling at the fact we have a car built this century.
With keyless entry.
And electric windows.
And no prayers to every deity and Santa that OMG PLEASE if we can just get where we need to be and back again without the car dying I PROMISE I will eat more vegetables.
I swear it is like 50% of my stress has gone.
And I can’t stop looking out the window and jumping up and down like it’s Christmas and my birthday and that time that I discovered how awesome orgasms are all rolled into one and squared.
The cherry on top of that fucking awesome even though I don’t like cake I would totally motorboat this cake of awesome is MPS found this this morning.
OMG, it is a fucking SIGN that we bought the right car.
Off driving in our motherfucking awesome car.
P.S. No I wont shut up about it.
P.P.S. I wagged school to go into the city to see Ferris Buellers Day Off. Because that was the RULE. Maybe I should wag work to go and drive my car to complete the circle.Magnetoboldtoo is sponsored by: