Well, today was the day I had to say goodbye to my car. I know this sounds stupid, but I got a little teary-eyed. Soon after I got the car my sister and I named it Hoochie. We were listening to the radio one day and trying to figure out a name for my car. Then all of a sudden a country song came on, I can't remember the exact name of it but it had something to do with Chattahoochie. That's where we got the name Hoochie.
It's weird, yesterday I was flipping through the stations that were programmed in my new car and that exact song came on. It reminded me of when Kaci and I came up with the name. I guess I'm to sentimental about the car. I've been through a lot with it. It's taken me from my parents house to college, getting married and going on our honeymoon, and then bringing our baby home from the hospital. Not to mention numerous roadtrips. It also means a lot to me because my dad so lovingly picked out that car for me. He knew my favorite color was purple and he got me a purple car.
I guess it's now time to make new memories with our new car. I know I won't miss spending hundreds of dollars every few months to get something else fixed on the Cavalier.
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Wait a second, did you say purple Cavalier? I think I remember that car too! Didn't you drive that car back in the day when we worked together at Hobby Lobby in Stillwater? That car DOES go way back!! :)
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