About a year ago- I had a mini- quarter life crisis.
It had nothing to do with age.....but all to do with living life.
I wanted life to breeze through my hair.
Literally.
I wanted a convertible.
I wanted to drive either a Mini-Cooper convertible or a VW Bug convertible.
Our local car dealership in the BS just so happened to have a VW Bug convertible as I was going through this "stage."
I took it as a sign from God.
I nagged H about it until the dealership sold it.
H said THAT was a sign from God.
Well folks- I finally have my Mini-Cooper!
While my Mini-Coop doesn't have the new car smell, he does come equipped with the most disgusting puppy breath EVER!
However, the only gear that he knows is FULL-THROTTLE!
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