Mike sent me this photo today. We bought Little Man this t-shirt (“When I grow up, I’m driving a Corvette!”) while we were at the Corvette Museum in Bowling Green, KY earlier this year.
Little Man loves playing in Pappy’s Corvette! The kid has some really good taste for only being 2 years old!
The trouble with driving home, as opposed to flying, is that it gives me the opportunity to pack an inordinate amount of shit. For me, the whole thing with airlines charging extra for checked-luggage — that was a good thing. It forced me to reign in my packing-bonanza.
However, that is so not the case when you drive a Honda Element and know how to remove the back seats!
Muhahaha… fear my cubic feet of cargo space!
Seriously, Elements rock. I could go on and on about how much I love this vehicle. Sure, they look like toasters-on-wheels, but they are so versatile! And you can’t beat the cargo-space. Seriously. You could fit a pony in there.
See, I told you so.
It’s a good thing I don’t have a roof-rack or trailer hitch or I could really do some damage.
Anyway.
Packing … I have compiled a LIST so as to not forget anything. I am the master list-maker. I’m beginning to think my list is a little out of hand this trip though. For instance, I have five pairs of shoes on my list: snow boots, black dress shoes (heels and flats), brown dress shoes, and tennis shoes. I’m not entirely sure I need all of them, but I feel compelled to pack them all because I can! If I were flying, I’d have one pair of shoes on my feet and maybe one other pair packed. But dude, with all that space in the car, I could bring all my shoes if I wanted to!
What the crap is wrong with me?! Just because I can bring it, I feel compelled to do so.
Ok, wait — I think I’ve come up with an excuse! Ya know how you’re supposed to put weight (sandbags) in the back of your pickup truck during the winter? Well, I’m driving up north into the land of ice and snow … so my overpacking is actually good because it counts as weight in my car, right!? SAFETY FIRST, ya’ll!
Dear Lotus,
I think I’ve finally forgiven you for discontinuing my beloved Esprit. Please send me one in that lovely teal/peacock color and I’ll love you forever.
