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Mama Got a New Ride

I got a new Audi Q7 today. Mr. Mayer spoils me. I won't lie. I left the world of the Minivan Mafia behind this afternoon and I couldn't be happier. Did I need a new car? No. Did I want a new car? Abso-freakin'-lutely. I did not like my minivan. The day we bought it I cried in the dealership. The sales guy looked a little concerned.  At the time I was pregnant with twins and Mr. Mayer and I thought that a minivan was our only practical choice. I had a Volvo at the time that I loved. It was too small for 3 car seats. The minivan was convenient. And roomy. It had sliding doors and all sorts of bells and whistles. And I never liked it. Ever. I had been eyeballing SUV's for a long time now. I had my list compiled. Then last week on vacation Mr. Mayer and I saw an Audi and both of us instantly loved it. How did I know Mr. Mayer loved it? He got on the computer and started pricing and researching them immediately. That's what he does when he really likes something. He probably did a full Internet search on me when we met. Earlier this week Mr. Mayer sent me to the Audi dealership~alone. That was a dangerous move on his part. I thought I handled myself very well. I did not leave that morning with a new car. By that afternoon Nana Karen was watching the kids and Mr. Mayer and I were test driving one. It just so happened that the dealership had just gotten the exact model and color Q7 that I was wanting with the DVD players installed. It was meant to be. After the test drive Mr. Mayer and I were completely screwed knew that we were getting a new car. I tried not to do cart wheels right then. The dealership was making it to easy. They offered us a screaming deal on my swagger wagon AND agreed to the price Mr. Mayer wanted for the new ride. This is all to easy. All this came about on Tuesday. It was late in the day and Mr. Mayer had to be somewhere so we couldn't finish the deal. We made a date appointment to come back on Thursday and sign the paperwork. I was so excited I kept pinching myself. I didn't even want to talk about it because I was so worried it wasn't going to actually happen. I kept having dreams that I was going to be buried in my minivan. So, today arrived. We filled out paperwork and drove off in the new ride. The kids love it. Now....I realize that this new ride is smaller than the minivan. I like that. My kids are closer to me and within slapping distance now. Winning! There are doors that open instead of sliding. Heaven forbid I have to open a door. As with most new things Mr. Mayer and I are working out the kinks. I mean, I still haven't found the perfect position for my seat and I still have to set my radio presets. It's different. We will have to get used to it. I'm good with that. 


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