Meet Norah, my new Jetta. Or rather, Nora is the woman inside of my new Jetta that talks to me. My new fabulous bluetooth that I'm learning. Norah is certainly polite, but she definitely does not know what I am asking her to do....ever! She's almost called people on my call list that I weren't even sure were still there! And her pronunciation is so far off I can't comprehend the people she's apparently calling correctly. We don't get along so well. But we will. I leased her for four years, so we have some time to get to know one another.
Isn't she beautiful? She's a dark grey with a black leatherette interior. Yes, leatherette, which is apparently the standard in all Audi's and BMW's now as well. So rock on with that leatherette! It smells amazing and the seat is so comfortable and it has touchscreen Satellite radio!! I just can't. Coffeehouse and I are getting along fabulously (much better than Norah and me). Sunroof open, seat back with the bun warmer on; Misty even curled up in the seat, sniffing the air every now and then, taking in the scent.
I feel like such an adult in my new car, but this thing is sporty. The suspension is tight and it can zip and zoom. I love, love it. And did I mention that it smells incredible?
The Jeep was my final piece to my past that I unloaded. I read a quote today from a friend saying that you should unload something from the past every day. Well, this year I unloaded a car! And it feels so good. (and smells even better).
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