Y'all know I love my T-Hoe, right? My trusty 4WD companion who gets me there and back each and every day. Even on those snow days (not counting the 21 we had last year) when my district did not have the foresight to call off in advance, necessitating the feeding of lunch at 9:00 a.m., right after breakfast, and an early dismissal at 10:00, and a drive that took Val 2 HOURS to make it home in a blizzard.
Farewell, old friend. You have served me well. But now it's time for some new blood. RED blood. Blood that gets my heart to pumping. Do you blame me?
I didn't think you would. Take a look at my new pal. A 2016 GMC Acadia! That's him. My very own. Well. Mine and the bank's, to be exact. But I own more than half! Hick took this photo tonight at the dealer. They had just bathed my beauty and parked him inside. Of course Hick cut off his nose. He's coming home tomorrow. My Acadia. Not Hick. Hick is home now. He will still come home tomorrow, too, of course. He's hitching a ride to work, and picking up my new companion after dropping off a check at the end of the day.
Now don't you go worrying about T-Hoe. It's not like he's Black Beauty, being sold all over the countryside to various and shady owners. We're keeping him, by cracky! That's the good news. The bad news is that Hick will drive T-Hoe every day. Unless there's snow in the forecast and I have to work. In which case my new AWD buddy will sit in the garage (why take chances, right?) and I will again take my trusty 4WD T-Hoe, while Hick takes my mom's former car, the 4WD Trailblazer.
I have not yet decided on a name for our newest addition. I am open to suggestions. The frontrunner, A-Cad, seems a bit sketchy, perhaps casting aspersions as to the motives of my new transport. Feel free to offer up a noble name in the comments.
We have not had a brand-new car since the 1992 Toyota Corolla. Even T-Hoe was a dealer demo, with 5000 miles under his 2008 belt. In the meantime, "Welcome to Thevictorians' fleet, Acadia!
I love the smell of new car in the morning.