On the way to our first errand, the car died. We had to call my brother to pick us up and leave the old Jeep Cherokee on the street.
To shorten a very long, boring story, we ended up getting a rental for the weekend from Enterprise, a hot candy apple red, Dodge Avenger with Sirius radio.
The Avenger is a nice car, but this latest diss by my sixteen-year-old ride has revived my latent hunger for a brand new vehicle. Before I left the nine-to-five world, I always had a new car. Over the years I’ve had three Camaros and two Firebirds. It’s just the kind of car that speaks to me.
Since Enterprise is right down the highway from a Chevy dealer, I couldn’t resist stopping by and taking a look at the new Camaro.
Right out front the dealer had a gleaming black on black model sitting right out front at the curb. Oh, gee. My knees got weak …
The restyled Camaro debuted in the first Transformers movie as one of Bumblebee’s forms, and I’ve been salivating ever since.
Some of you might laugh at the image of a five-time grandma cruising around in an American muscle car, but I suggest you keep your laughter to yourself. We need to replace the Grand Cherokee fast. It might as well be with a Camaro.
I’ll leave you with this song from back in the day. It’s my new theme song …
I'll keep you posted ...