Sometimes, you just have to say "what the hell, if I'm going to have to go to the hospital I might as well have fun getting there."
Tuesday is the day I go in for my PET scan. It's also my 31st birthday... and this weekend, I decided to treat myself, by purchasing the car I had my eye on the weekend before I found out about the possible cancer recurrence.
Well, this isn't the same car, per se... as that one was "Dark Cherry" red, had a moonroof, spoiler, and ground effects, and cost $2K more. For possibly the first time ever, I willingly moved downmarket to a) save money, and b) because I honestly liked this car better than the earlier one. This one still has the good stuff, though - 6 cylinder, a six-speed (!) automatic transmission (with manual shift control), ABS, traction control and airbags galore.
And it is seriously fun to drive. To quote Ferris Bueller: "It is so choice. If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up." Granted, he was talking about a 1961 Ferrari, but still.
I picked up the car Saturday night... and proceeded to drive around DFW for the next few hours. Sunday morning (before football) I drove back up to the dealership to get these shots of the New Car with the Old Car, my beloved Grand Am (and I seriously did love that car, flaws and all.)
There's a saying -- don't change horses in midstream. Well, here I am up to my neck in fast-moving water, lamenting how I never learned to swim... and I decide to get a new horse. I admit, there is little logic to it (except for the possibility that, should she need to come down here to stay with me during my treatments, my mom can drive the Mazda as it's an automatic).
But ya know something? Life isn't about logic, I'm rapidly finding out.
Tuesday is the day I go in for my PET scan. It's also my 31st birthday... and this weekend, I decided to treat myself, by purchasing the car I had my eye on the weekend before I found out about the possible cancer recurrence.
Well, this isn't the same car, per se... as that one was "Dark Cherry" red, had a moonroof, spoiler, and ground effects, and cost $2K more. For possibly the first time ever, I willingly moved downmarket to a) save money, and b) because I honestly liked this car better than the earlier one. This one still has the good stuff, though - 6 cylinder, a six-speed (!) automatic transmission (with manual shift control), ABS, traction control and airbags galore.
And it is seriously fun to drive. To quote Ferris Bueller: "It is so choice. If you have the means, I highly recommend picking one up." Granted, he was talking about a 1961 Ferrari, but still.
I picked up the car Saturday night... and proceeded to drive around DFW for the next few hours. Sunday morning (before football) I drove back up to the dealership to get these shots of the New Car with the Old Car, my beloved Grand Am (and I seriously did love that car, flaws and all.)
There's a saying -- don't change horses in midstream. Well, here I am up to my neck in fast-moving water, lamenting how I never learned to swim... and I decide to get a new horse. I admit, there is little logic to it (except for the possibility that, should she need to come down here to stay with me during my treatments, my mom can drive the Mazda as it's an automatic).
But ya know something? Life isn't about logic, I'm rapidly finding out.
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