"The automobile changed our dress, manners, social customs, vacation habits, the shape of our cities, consumer purchasing patterns, common tastes, and position in intercourse." -John Keats
So I don't remember if I mentioned this on the page or not (probably not), but I'm getting my parents' old minivan. I don't know the year or make or model or any of that fancy jargon, but I know it's red, the kind of red that a black cherry candle is. So, wow, I might actually be driving more often now. I pretty much learned to drive in a minivan, that being the vehicle of choice for my mom for quite some time until she got her bright red (more like my dictionary's cover red) Grand Prix thingie (a.k.a. the mid-life crisis car). So I'm not unused to driving a minivan; I'm just unused to driving much at all! Lushbaugh made me practice driving his car every weekend to the laundromat so that I would be accustomed to it before I was thrust behind the wheel for a six-hour stint on the way to Delaware, across Indiana and most of Ohio. The husband asks me to drive every once in a while when he's tired or just when he gets the "Erin needs to drive more" burr up his cute butt. I'll probably just be using the van to drive to the store, the laundromat and probably across states because unlike Ian's car, it doesn't have bizarre transmission problems. I'll be using it in August when I help Nick l'obsédé move from Lafayette to Muncie where he'll be attending grad school for physics in the fall. Yup. I have a feeling I'll be helping a lot of people move stuff with this new old vehicle 'cause minivans are good at hauling stuff and people.
So why do I feel a little recalcitrant about this access to freedom? Well, I guess it's because it's a minivan. I'm not even 25, I don't have any kids and the husband already has a car. It just seems so odd that I'd be driving a minivan around which I associate with moms with a handful of kids (i.e., my mom and my sister). <Shrug> I dunno. I'm sure no one will care that a young motherless non-yuppie like me will be driving a minivan around the Haute. Most people around here don't seem to care about much of anything, so I suppose it doesn't matter one way or the other. It is cool that I didn't have to go searching all over for a vehicle, trying to weigh options and cost and reliability and all that. It's cool that I really don't have to pay much for it other than the repair costs and new tags and insurance. I mean, this really is a great deal. I wanted a truck, but this will work. I'm more used to driving minivans than trucks (which I've never driven that I can remember) anyway. So there's the news. Yay me!
Posted: July 22, 2004 at oh shit I'm going to be late for work ten till eight.

Maybe….:
….having a minivan will bring out that maternal instinct in you and thus granting your sister the title of Auntie K. 😉
Maybe not…:
Believe me, if being around Katie's five kids doesn't already do that for me, getting a minivan sure won't, lol.
haha!:
Erin in a minivan! hehehehe You could always trade the dumb thing in for a truck…
don't put yourself down…:
"…young motherless non-yuppie like me…"
don't put yourself down!! you're plenty yuppie for us!! :)~ j/k