This week is the first anniversary since we bought Lucky:
Yesterday I was tired of riding in a car, but today with the top down running errands I had a ball. In case you've not discovered 95.1 FM, you should. Between home, Kroger and the Farmer's Market I heard Under Pressure (Queen), 1-2-3-4 (Feist), and Fast Car (Tracy Chapman)—all favorites for singing loudly in the car.
I realize the novelty of seeing a girl my age in a car Lucky's age, and I appreciate the knowing smiles and glances of people who appreciate vintage cars too. Every time I go for a drive alone, at least 2 people will ask about my car—and I glow with pride. I know a new car is the ultimate want for most, but I have sentimental attachments to old cars. And a Beetle makes little kids smile every. Time. Everytime. Who couldn't love that?