Now, as many of my friends (or anyone who's been around while I watch American Idol) can tell you, I hate the Ford Focus. It's a deep hatred, that goes into my very soul. (Ok, so I'm exaggerating) I think they're ugly, weird and advertised far too often and in obnoxious ways.
On Monday, my mom bought a 2005 Ford Focus.
I like it.
Ok, so I changed my mind once I got into it. I was willing to "put up with it" while we were standing on the car lot, and my Mom asked me about them. I started to like it when we test drove it. I loved it once I drove it. See, my Mom's previous vehicle was a Chrysler Town and Country, a minivan. I didn't like driving it because it was so big, and so hard to park. Besides, a woman my age shouldn't be driving a minivan (Haven't saved quite enough to get the kind of car I really want yet), you know. But this little red Focus is so fun, it even started to seem cute the more often I saw it.
And so, I apologize to Ford, for pre-judging their car.
In other news, I finally drove in traffic today. First time since I got my license about 2 years ago. I know I'm weird, but when you have parents who are willing to drive you anywhere and everywhere, you can be a little lazy. Besides, my mom's just a tad over-protective, and she's a bad passenger. She gets nervous, then I get nervous, then the tears start. Ok, so maybe no tears, but it's still not pretty. Today, however, my dad came to get me from work, and was sitting in the passenger seat. I'd known he was going to make me drive, my mom had left a message on the phone to warn me. I was nervous. Not so much about other drivers, more about me, and my relative clumsiness. I kid you not, I can accidentally bump into walls in a straight hallway, I've done it more than once. Ray finds it amusing. (the jerk!) (Ok, Ray's not a jerk, really) So, understandably, I question my steering skills. I did just fine, though. Got home in one piece, and not dents in the car. I should do that more often.
Till next I write!
