A nice interracial gay couple.

Meet Dante. His life mate Steve (the Cruiser) is still at the dealer, but Dante came home last night.

Since I never thought in my wildest dreams my "ride" would be a minivan, I couldn't think of a better homage to Kevin Smith's "But I'm not even supposed to be here today" Dante from Clerks. That, and I kid you not, the color is "Inferno Red."

I have to admit this sucker is fun. And WAY more pimped out than we planned. They wanted to make another sale this month and get this one of the lot before their big sales push ended today, so they gave us an employee discount, and tossed in all the features we didn't want (DVD player for one) for free.

Holy Scnikes.

(And no, it didn't come with a soccer ball on the back window. I think
you do have to special order that =) )

Do they make 3-6 mos armor?

So I just escaped from Allison.

She grabbed a handful of hair near my ear, yanked me close, then grabbed my upper lip and pulled it in the opposite direction.

I'd say that Jenna was in for a long couple of months, but I disentangled what amounts to Allison's top knot of hair clenched in Jenna's proud little fist earlier today.

Welcome to the infant version of the WWF!!

All I want for Easter...

...is a new transmission. They think. So far.

Wee.

At least it didn't drop out of the car in Georgia! Luckily, it's all going to be under warranty, including the tow up there and the loaner car until it's fixed...sometime next week. Now, if I can just avoid a ticket in the loaner Stratus...I forgot how much fun a V6 could be =).

Don't yell at the dinosaur...

....’cause he’s a nice guy. Don’t yell at the dinosaur, ‘cause he’s a nice guy.

So for added amusement, the girls’ fevers haven’t quite broken, and after about 30 minutes of Al screaming, snotting, and upsetting Jenna, I called Adam to see if he’d run home over lunch so I could put the girls in a Cruiser-coma this afternoon.

Time passes.

For over 30 minutes, I dance in front of Jenna, holding Allison, making blue dino sing. Electric slide and side-to-side galloping seem to work best. Then I notice something shinylurch in the driveway. And out of the driveway. And in the driveway. That would be Adam, of course. Appears the transmission may have dropped out of Steve at the bottom of our hill. Or the drivetrain is making a (slow) run for it. Wee!!!!!

The nice folks at Community (where we bought it) are sending a wrecker, and are going to give us a loaner (come on, Town and Country, come on, Town and Country) until it’s fixed. By the way...I can’t push the Cruiser in the driveway in neutral by myself. When I did it before, the snow may have helped. (BRAKE!!! BRAKE DAMMIT BRAKE!!!!!!!)

Ironically, there is a one day “SELLABRATION!!!!!” up there today, that we laughed previously about taking our little “scratch off to see if you’ve won!” ticket up there. If Adam wins another Cruiser, I think I’ll let him off the hook for my birthday for a couple of years =)