Welcome Home, Mini!

Alternative title - My Mini is BA!

I have a very important announcement to make: we have a new family member! She’s beautiful, and I fell in love with her the day we brought her home. She is our brand new Chrysler Town and Country Minivan! I named her Mini for short. Now, for the record, I don’t usually fall in love with cars. If it gets me from Point A to Point B, it’s good enough for me. But things were starting to get cramped in our Trailblazer. There were books and toys and garbage everywhere! Not to mention, the space in the back was not big enough to accommodate the double stroller AND groceries. So Harrington and I talked long and hard about it. We decided to have the dealership buy his car and get the minivan. And two days later, I officially became a SAHM-y that drives a minivan.

Let me tell you, this vehicle is effin sweet (said like Napoleon Dynamite)! The doors open up and the car turns on at the push of a button. I feel like I have my own personal assistant that is always being really sweet by making sure that the car is ready for me. It’s awesome! My wrists are saved from yanking down on the trunk since I can close it at the push of a button, too. We got the upgrade on the center console so all my sunglasses and coupons can be stored neatly. Not to mention all the cup holders – water and coffee and sippies for everyone! I have secret trapped doors to store stuff like a portable high chair, umbrellas, and an ice scraper. The third row seating is now down so I can fit my double stroller and groceries, but when I want it up, like if I want to go to my aunt and uncle’s summer home with my parents, I can. Plus, Mini glows at night. It’s pretty sweet. Like I said, I am in l-o-v-e.*

Now, I understand that not everyone loves a minivan. I had one friend say that she doesn’t want to drive one because it’s the last piece of her that she is holding onto. I get that. I had someone else actually laugh that I got one. She backpedaled saying that she wasn’t laughing at me, she was just laughing because she never thought she’d drive one. I was confused by all that, but whatever. My Mini makes me feel like a BAMF. (For all you Dane Cook fans out there, you know what I am saying).

I understand why there are Haters out there. I didn’t think I’d ever want to drive one, either. I thought minivans were for the Uncool. That was before I had two kids and all the crap gear that comes along with them. But hey, that’s my life right now. My house is never totally clean all at one time. My yard is never perfect. I have young kids, that’s what happens. I have happily and blissfully given in to the minivan. So much so, I felt all light and cheery pulling out of the Target parking lot with Mini while listening to Marie’s Disney Princess CD. I will rebel in other ways, like blogging and tweeting and watching my reality TV shows and listening to my old Weezer and Beastie Boys CDs. That is when I am not rocking out to Disney Princesses. Either way, I feel bad ass with Mini. And as my good friend Ann says, “I never identified myself with my car so I never had a problem driving a minivan. I have one, and I am never going back.” True that, Ann, true that.

So now for the big reveal of Mini:

Isn’t she beautiful? (sigh)

*Chrysler has not paid me to write this. I don’t even think Chrysler knows I exist except in the form of a monthly payment.

So, Friends, anything new and lovely you want to talk about?