On Monday I bought my car. I wrote a funny column about it for The City Paper, but my more...intense thoughts were on this blog. I'll have more about intense thoughts in the next few days, but for now, I want to let you know some new facts about the car.
1. I drove it to Greensboro, NC, over the last two days. Yes, I drove most of the time! I discovered that my interstate skills hadn't disappeared at all. I was perfectly capable of changing lanes, using cruise control, slamming my foot on the brake if need be. As I drove, I had some of the freedom thoughts I wrote about before: I considered how difficult it would be to put Maybelle into her carseat with her Haley and head off to Greensboro again to visit both my brothers. Could I do it solo? I think so! We might spend a couple of summer weekends with the North Carolina Piepmeier Miller cohort.
Erica brilliantly named it The Eggplant. Totally appropriate: the car is an eggplanty purple, and it's almost completely rounded, no corners. Plus, I enjoy eggplants. Who doesn't love eggplant parmigiana?
Then Trey met the car, a car about which he'd been a little...skeptical. He found it acceptable. And because he has a sort of odd, perfect sense of humor, he started calling The Turnip. You know, because it's not at all like a turnip.
But it turns out that the car actually prefers that name. The Turnip captures its personality. It feels it's more appropriate. So that's its name now. As I drove back to Charleston, I offered it several pats on the dashboard and said, "Good job, Turnip."