While it seems like we do cars a lot at my house, we haven't bought a new one in quite a while. And if you'd asked me on Monday of this week if I'd be buying a new car on Saturday, you would have probably heard a resounding 'no' from me.
But something struck me about this when I saw it. It's a happy little car. It's fun. And really zippy. I'm not sure I can be anything but cheerful in it. And it felt like it was just sitting there on the showroom floor, waiting for me. It smiled and wagged its tail when I walked in. It may have been love at first sight, mutually.
The price was right, the dealer made me a good deal, and within a couple of hours, this little cutie pie followed me home....with my husband driving it, of course. It's supposed to be my car...officially....but I have a feeling he'll be behind the wheel much of the time. It's just so much fun to drive. And we could use some fun at my house right now.
By the way, I think it's a car and color you either love or hate. So feel free to do either. For me, it's a ray of sunshine in my garage, and I'll take it.