Saturday, August 22, 2009


so yesterday started to look for a newish car (slightly used) to replace the death-on-wheels machine i've been tooling around in. so many choices, and it's tough not to get caught up in the whole sales/image thing. a station wagon makes sense, but i balk about being "the suburban mom." in my mind i see myself in a mini cooper (how to cram two kids and one 72-pound black lab is another matter), a pickup truck (heading "West" with nothing but open skies), or a snazzy sports car. strange how our material possessions reflect our personalities, or what we want to convey about ourselves. how to resist it?

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