More than anything else in my life right now, I am a front door delivery taxi service. With soccer balls, swim bags, piano books, grocery bags, and the three boys that these belong to, my vehicle of choice is a minivan.
I really like it better than anything else I've taken out for a test drive.
But, my minivan seems to bother some people. They wonder how I could give up on my life so easily.
My life? My life is the driving around town with children, their friends, Costco boxes full of bagels and toilet paper.
Whatever your stand, here's my defense on For the Love of the Minivan. Brought to you by AimingLow; where mediocre is what we shoot for.
You fancy, minivan? You fancy?
this made me laugh out loud: "But, my minivan seems to bother some people. They wonder how I could give up on my life so easily."
ReplyDeleteHaha, heading there now to give it a read!!
Amen sista...heading over!
ReplyDeleteI feel powerful in my minivan. Like a Greek heroine with a tall latte.
ReplyDeleteWe had a a minivan growing up - and that's what I drove when I got my license. Yeah, the other kids were jealous.
ReplyDeleteYes! So what if your life *does* fit the minivan stereotype? It's still a really good life!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to read the rest --
Will be on my way there :D
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