I'm in love.
Isn't she beautiful?
I used to drive a VW Beetle...a lime green Beetle to be more specific. Go big or go home, ya know?
It had a sunroof and a flower vase. I could always find it in a parking lot. Children would punch each other in the arm when they saw me drive past. It was fun, young, and so very me.
The year before we had Madeline, I traded my Beetle in for something more "family friendly" and "practical".
My current car is dark gray. It doesn't have a sunroof or a vase. I can never find it in the parking lot because every other car looks exactly like mine. I've even tried to get into the wrong car no more than one occasion. It's a good car, really it is, but it's pretty boring.
Let's face it, my life is pretty boring these days. But it doesn't have to be.
My current car is dark gray. It doesn't have a sunroof or a vase. I can never find it in the parking lot because every other car looks exactly like mine. I've even tried to get into the wrong car no more than one occasion. It's a good car, really it is, but it's pretty boring.
Let's face it, my life is pretty boring these days. But it doesn't have to be.
Driving to preschool...Driving to the supermarket...Driving to the doctor...Driving to pick up, yet again, more diapers...It would all be so much fun in my bus!
As soon as I saw its picture float across my Facebook feed last week, I had one thought only: She will be mine. Someday. Oh yes, she will be mine.
I texted the picture to Eric. He said we could get it, but that he should never be expected to drive it. I could live with that. That night, I dreamt of carting my two kids, a dog, and even a tuba around in my mom bus.
But alas, all dreams must come to an end. I scoured the Internet looking for release dates, prices, any information about when this beauty could be mine. There were conflicting reports....and then I learned the cold, hard truth. Volkswagen has no plans to reintroduce a Microbus.
Damn you Internet and your false hopes! Don't you know that it's dangerous to toy with the feelings of an exhausted mother desperately trying to reclaim her youth?
And so, please, Volkswagen. I implore you. Make my dreams come true.
As soon as I saw its picture float across my Facebook feed last week, I had one thought only: She will be mine. Someday. Oh yes, she will be mine.
I texted the picture to Eric. He said we could get it, but that he should never be expected to drive it. I could live with that. That night, I dreamt of carting my two kids, a dog, and even a tuba around in my mom bus.
But alas, all dreams must come to an end. I scoured the Internet looking for release dates, prices, any information about when this beauty could be mine. There were conflicting reports....and then I learned the cold, hard truth. Volkswagen has no plans to reintroduce a Microbus.
Damn you Internet and your false hopes! Don't you know that it's dangerous to toy with the feelings of an exhausted mother desperately trying to reclaim her youth?
And so, please, Volkswagen. I implore you. Make my dreams come true.
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