Out with the old. In with the new.

So we were driving around one Friday evening, just the three of us, and Dicky was telling me about how much he liked the new Optometrist at the Target on 75 and 380. He just graduated and was getting his practice started, still had his diploma laying on the ground to be hung. Since we had nothing better to do on a Friday night (I know we are losers), I thought I would call and make myself an appointment, too. I was about 6 months overdue and Dicky could stay with Molly and it would be quick and easy, right? Well I called and the only appointment that they had was at 6:30. It was about 5:00 at the time. We decided that we would go to half price books and kill some time. On the way to half price books, we drove past the dealership. "Let's drive in here, just for fun." That is what Dicky said. We pulled in, and there it was...a pretty little used Tahoe that was in our budget!!! I sat in it and smiled at Dicky really big, just as the salesman was walking around the corner. Of course, the salesman saw the smile on my face and prob. thought that he had this one in the bag. Well, I canceled my 6:30 eye appointment at Target and we found ourselves driving home a Tahoe for the night, just to try it out. The salesman said to drive it home, see how we liked it, and we could make a decision in the morning. Those salesmen really know what they are doing because, well, after driving it home, doing some online shopping and research until 1:00 in the morning, we pulled out of the dealership the next afternoon owning a Tahoe. Dicky's facebook status the next day said something like this..."The next time you have an hour to kill before an eye appointment, go to the bookstore instead of the car dealership. It will be a cheaper visit." Boy was he right! This seems like it was an "on the whim" decision, but we really were ready for a new car. It was the first one that we have bought together and I will never forget it.

We sure will miss this Dodge truck though. Dicky felt like a part of his manhood was being taken away. I will never forget the night that he got this truck either. We were with his parents and we were seniors in high school. While his parents were finalizing the deal, Dicky and I were in a hurry to get to youth group. It was a Wednesday night. So long, Dodge truck. You will be missed. Here he is with his truck for the last time.

We didn't have any idea how long it took to "make a good deal". Good thing I had this in the back of the jeep. Molly was wheelin' and dealin'. She pushed this stroller down a hallway of offices. She thought she was big stuff!

And here we are with our new ride...