I’m Thankful for my Mini-Van
Here’s the truth. I cried when I got my first mini-van. I’m not a crier but I crossed some sort of horrible bridge that day to soccer-mom land. I’m not sure where I was before when I was driving a station wagon and dressing out of LLBean. I drove the van home, turned to my husband with tears streaming down my face and asked, “Do you still think I’m sexy?” I spent the first few months calling it Aidan’s van, as in, my sexy red convertible only comes out at night. We bought the van because it was much easier to lift Aidan into, so it goes where he goes. My sister recently had him for the weekend and she took the van. She informed me that no one was checking her out in that thing and it sure hasn’t brought sexy back. This coming from a woman who drives a station wagon. Hmmm. So I’ve been without my van this week, yes, my van finally. It’s being repaired. I’m driving Aidan around in my husband’s station wagon which totally makes him look sexy. I cannot seem to get Aidan in or out of it without folding him in half and bonking his head. In a million years I never thought I’d say this, but, I’m thankful for my van, which, according to my husband, makes me look sexy, although I don’t feel HDPORNVIDEO XXX sexy.