Green Monster trying to rear his ugly head...

Man, oh man. Jereme is headed to the Gulf this week and rented a Suburban to take a group of guys down there. We headed over to Salina to pick it up. Whew, it was a sweet ride and I got to drive it all alone. I could get really used to driving that thing with plenty of room, leather, all the bells and whistles. I totally get that my rocking-cool-minivan doesn't have many (does it have any??) features on it, but this thing had acceleration-controlled radio!!! It turned up when I accelerated and would gradually turn down as I came to stops. I was super-duper impressed. And, it was super easy to start imagining myself in that thing with the three stinkers in the back.

And, then, I remembered my little friend called Dave. Dave Ramsey, that is. He was whispering all the way home to me that if I can't pay cash then I don't want it. I don't? I was pretty sure I did. I pulled in and caught Jereme's eye as I got out. He could read my mind without me saying a word. This is what he said, "Babe, it'll be all the more sweet when we can buy it the right way!"

That is one of 3,032 reasons why I love that guy. He's willing to stand with me against what the world is screaming. God knows it's screaming to finance this, swipe your credit card here, same as cash for this new thingymabob. And, he's also willing to remind me when I start letting that envy monster rear his head.

So, c'mon fellow Ramsey-lovers (or no consumer debt people/cash people!), give a shout out and remind this girl why this (dings in the doors, back-hatch handle missing, stains, rips and 6 month old french fries all included):














is my dream car!