Saturday, Feb 7th, I was still stuck at home with sick kids. Daryl decided he would take my car (the HHR) to The Carwasher and get it washed. He was gone 45 minutes when I heard the doorbell ring. I hurried to get it, and glanced out the front window at the car that was parked in the driveway, a white suburban. Before I could think too much about it, I opened the door to see my husband standing there. Then it dawned on me. This was supposed to be MY suburban.
(Please keep in mind that we have been talking about and kind of looking at bigger cars since before Heidi was born.) I ran outside to get a better look at the vehicle. It's a 2004 with leather second-row captain chairs and too many bells and whistles to name. It took me a good week to figure out what all of the different buttons do. (I'm still a little overwhelmed.) He planned on hurrying back to the dealership to put some money down and reserve it. Then would pick it up the following Monday. (That was his week on-call and he already had a few jobs waiting for him.) I told I wanted it to stay. He ended up taking the full time and signing all the papers so I could have it that day. I thought he was just
washing the car. (It's amazing what a good carwash can do these days. JK)
The sad part was, there was no where for me to go, unless I found a way to leave my kids at home. They were feeling a lot better, but not completely well. I finally got my chance to try it out a few days later, when they were better. I've only had for not quite two weeks now, and I absolutely love it. (I loved my HHR too, but I knew we would eventually replace it, so I'm happy now to have this one.) Thank You, Honey for the fabulous gift, and for taking the extra time so I could have it sooner. I will always remember this.