This is a different type of post, one basically meant for posterity. Something I can look back on and remember that it did happen.
This Saturday was my last day with my beloved Mazda. After 10+ months, we finally bit the bullet, made the choice and stuck with it = Carin needs a new car. The extra cargo was just not fitting. I couldn't really have any passengers but my #1 sidekick. The stroller was struggling to get in and out of the trunk. Or more accurately,
I was struggling to get it in and out of the trunk.
On Saturday we officially bought a 2013 GMC Terrain in sexy RED, which I'm hoping negates the mom-mobile vibe. I love the car, do NOT get me wrong. Love it. So happy/excited for all its bells and whistles and leather interior (never have I ever!), and reverse cam and power liftgate and XM Radio (temporarily). It's all just wonderful.
But my Mazda. An ode to my Mazda.
I picked you out brand new in 2006.
I got to get a white car which I really, really wanted.
You smelled so fresh and new had so much pep.
You had that corny 'zoom-zoom' sticker on the back for years (before I scraped you off by accident during a bad ice storm) and it made me smile.
You saw me in my first 'big girl apartment'.
You drove me to Boston, Rhode Island, Queens, Brooklyn, Connecticut.
You saw me get engaged.
You drove me to my bachelorette party in Maryland.
You saw me get married.
You played great music I could sing along to (badly) at the top of my lungs.
You moved to our new house with us.
We traveled around some more.
You only got 1 flat tire and thank God we were already at our destination when it happened. (And thank God for AAA)
You had many oil changes.
You had (not as many as I should have given) car washes.
You got a new set of tires.
You got a few pairs of wipers.
You sat through morning commutes and traffic jams on 95.
You sat in hot summers while I spent hours on the beach.
You sat in quite a few blizzards and snowstorms.
You took me and my big belly to thousands of doctors appointments.
You hung out for a month when I just couldn't really get it together to go anywhere after Anna was born.
You took my baby to numerous doctors appointments and got us there safely.
You took my baby to daycare and helped me to get back to her at the end of the day as quick as I could.
You are a good car & I wish I had named you!
Through 6 years. 58,000 miles (almost!). 2 new residences. 1 new last name. 1 new family member.
I didn't think I'd be so sad to say goodbye!
But thankfully, our newest family member, Ruby, will help ease the pain!