celebration time, come on!

Some of you may have heard me bitch that the moment - seriously, like the absolute exact day - that we finished paying our car off, the dealership we bought it from chose to mark the occasion by sending us a letter to the effect that since we now owned the car, we probably wanted to get rid of it and buy another one, and they would be happy for us to come replace our car at their lot again. Because we'd probably start feeling lonely or something if we weren't in debt to them anymore.

We chose to celebrate a little bit differently.

This past weekend we came home from running errands and our neighbors were washing their car on the sidewalk. The Junebug insisted that we had to sit on our stoop and watch the process. I shamefacedly explained to them that yes, now there was a toddler staring bug-eyed at them and announcing "Wet! Car all wet!" every ten seconds, but you see, it was very exciting to him, because he'd never seen a car being washed.

But now he has! Yes! In honor of paying off our car loan, we have washed the car. Who needs a new car, I say? Phooey! Clean is just like new! Hell, I'll probably get it washed again in another three years whether it needs it or not!