The End of the Mini-Van Decade

My dear, darling, wonderful, marvelous, generous husband gave me an early birthday present.

I KNOW!!!

After a decade as a mini-van driving mama, I'm now driving an Acura MDX.  Which makes me something else entirely, even if I don't exactly know what that would be. Nervous, a little, I guess.
I was trying to blur the numbers on my license plate and inadvertently erased the whole dang thing.  I am a GENIUS.
It's funny the things we think we deserve and the things we don't.

Anyway, I LUUURRRRVVVVVEEEEEE it. I'm not really a car person, but this car?  Y'all...it's like driving a hovercraft or something.  I keep manufacturing errands I need to run in it.  (Want me to bring you some coffee? Really, it's no trouble.  I can be to Texas in three or four days, tops.)

And one of the best things?  BACK-UP CAMERA. Imagine how much trouble this would have saved me over the years!  Sheer brilliance.
Have knitting and a fabulous fancy-pants car; will travel.
They've made a lot of improvements to cars in the last decade--there's all this bluetooth stuff and hands-free this and that. My trunk closes itself.  The rear seats are heated.  (Not the ones in the very far back, but since those are only big enough for pygmies anyway, I'm not sure the heaters would ever have been used.) There's this really terrific thing where the car memorizes all of my settings for the seat and mirrors and steering wheel and as long as I use MY keys, as soon as I put the key in the ignition, it goes right to those settings. (This is in the event that I ever let anyone else actually drive it who might change the settings.  I've had it for nine days and it hasn't happened yet.)

There IS something I don't understand.  I made a little video about it, in order to showcase my technological prowess.  (Oh, hush.  Just...hush.)



(Note that I'm not complaining about the key thing--I just don't understand it.  I feel certain there is a reason for it; I'm just not aware of what the reason is.  Yet.)

Anyway, if y'all are looking for me over the next decade, that's where I'll be.

Comments

Carole D. said…
You are too funny. The retractable key is so that you don't poke yourself from the huge key if you are carrying it in your pocket - esp. important for the men I would think. Mine is the same. They could have gone with a brick key - but then you would need a separate "Key" that you would need just in case the battery dies in your remote and you can't unlock the door!
Barb Matijevich said…
To think that I've been driving for 30 years with non-retractable keys and have yet to poke myself, even once. Nor have I ever needed to switch-key someone, for that matter...
Barb Matijevich said…
Also? I never realize what a southern accent I have until I hear myself on these videos.
tanita✿davis said…
Oooh. Purty car.

Wow. I am so out of the loop on vehicles; I can't figure out left side steering wheels and so I cannot drive here. I now want a car with a retractable key thingy, though. Or, your husbands!!? How weird is that total keyless thing!!?

Man, they've done a lot with cars in the last five years...
Kathy Ireland said…
I totally want that car - and I HATE cars. My car is a streetcar (and sometimes a bus. and occasionally a subway). But I think I've fallen in love with your car and I totally want to be able to be driving and say "call Barb Cooper" out loud and have my car call you.
Becca said…
Oooh...a switchblade key! Now you can be in West Side Story!
Barb Matijevich said…
I feel pretty!

Oh, so pretty!
Carole D. said…
Yes, but your old key didn't have that big brick at the top. It had a separate SMALLER ovaly thingy. LOL And you probably carry it in your coat pocket or pocketbook, or knitting bag! I....have poked my self.
Lomagirl said…
Very cool! I'm at the minivan stage, and would be thrilled to get one of those for my birthday. (but I won't!) I want a car that remembers my settings- I'd never let my dad borrow my key since he's the one that always changes everything!