The One

My husband chases cars the way other men chase women. That is to say he finds them on Craigslist. Kidding! About finding women on Craigslist. Though I'm sure, judging by the ads on there, some men do troll there.

Not my guy. 

I have never, in our almost 11 years together, seen him check out another woman in front of me. But a Corvette ZR1? A Ferrari Spyder? An Acura NSX? Gives him whiplash when one of those beauties zips by.

So when I cracked up our Toyota Sequoia last month, David began the hunt. He spent hours perusing Craigslist, checking out all the really attractive ones. And sometimes the cheap ones too. He cruised the dealerships, seeing if anything struck his fancy.

This is where I admit the whole thing bores me to tears. I mean, just pick a car and buy already! But no. He has to weigh all the pros and cons, the mileage, the seat arrangement, the year, the make, and was I SURE I didn't want a minivan? Maybe this is why it took him five months after meeting me to actually call me for a date.

He finally told me a couple weeks ago that he'd found The One. He did all the chatting up of the owner. They met. They did a test drive. 

Then David came back to report to me. He TOTALLY did a kiss-and-tell! He was pretty hot on this one. He showed me the pictures on the internet. 

I gave him the go-ahead. That's right. I said it was fine with me if he wanted to commit - without my ever seeing it.

This morning, the deal was consummated right on our kitchen table. 

And this is what is now parked in our driveway.

A big-ass Chevy Suburban LTZ. And I do mean BIG ASS.

I got in the driver's seat and looked in the rear-view mirror. I believe the car ended somewhere in China. David assures me I will be fine parking this monster. The car has a rear-view camera and sensors that beep faster as you're backing in near something.

What I need is for the sensors to shout  STOOOOP!!!!!! 

Or else the above view may not look so idyllic. Maybe my husband can stand behind me with those sticks like the airport workers use on the tarmac. A little to the left, the left, now the right, okay, back a little more...you get the picture.

I'm worried. Because the car sure is purty. The big palm tree on the side adds a nice touch, don't you think?

 

The best thing of course it that it's large enough to accomodate our family of five and all our accessories and is made to keep us safe.

I haven't taken it for a spin yet. I'm still a little nervous. Will we get along? Will I love it as much as I loved my Sequoia?

I guess I just have to trust my husband. After all, he's already shown he has excellent taste - in both cars AND women.