From Pat to Phat to Flat

Nice. I came into the weekend laughing with Steph over coffee, and left it laughing with her, Kim and Kim's brother Pat with the latest Feminine Hijinx recording we did last night! Yes, Pat joined us down in the naughty pine--our 3rd guest in a row!--and there was indeed much hijinx a-happenin'. It was a bit on the long side, but it's so hard to keep it short with guests! (unless of course we have a rezzie, like with Cousin Ann..!) Just too much fun to be had--and in this case, too much sister-dirt to dish. Ow!

For more somber news, however, Phat Thunder has been plutoed. (for those of you not in the know, the 2006 word-of-the-year 'plutoed' means to demote or devalue something.) I am not laughing about that. Phat Thunder has become Flat Thunder. Or maybe Phat Blunder. Well, there is nothing really wrong with it, but once again it's just not the right car for us. It has lost it's magic. I know this comes with all things new as they age, but some things age better than others. We just plain need more room, that's all there is to it. Without going back to an SUV, I think the next choice will have to be a *gulp* wagon. A Subaru Forester Wagon. I know, I know, SO not Metal. In fact I was informed last night that owning one of these actually makes people think you are a lesbian. Now that's interesting. That will be a new twist on things...a Metal Lesbian Mommy. Hey, whatever works. As long as I'm happy in my car I don't care what you call me. So, if anyone out there is in the market for a tricked-out Scion xB, let me know...! The saga continues...