Vroom! Vroom!

Hey...finally got me a real car to get through the winters instead of that wind-up I had been driving. She got a clean bill of health from the mechanic and the loan went through, so come Monday, I'll be driving a nice little Jeep Grand Cherokee. I think I may have to name her Jane Seymour because even though she's a little older than what I was looking for and has a few miles on her, she's still absolutely beautiful. (Ms. Seymour, should you stumble across this, feel free to be flattered or repulsed as you will. Oh, and you're welcome or I'm sorry.)