Goodbye Y-Chromosome. Hello Minivan.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Way back in November of 2007, Smitty announced not only his incoming twins, but the impending purchase of a …gasp...minivan.
I reflected back on this post to see what crap I wrote about minivans and to see how much shit I gave Smitty about buying the darn thing. At the time, I said:
“You have to hand it to a guy who has enough confidence in his manhood to drive a minivan.Eat my words indeed. Tonight I pick up the glorious minivan.
I just couldn't handle a mini being my daily driver. I am sure they ride and handle much better today, but the last one I drove made my pick-up feel sporty.
Oh, I will have to eat my words one day as a growing family will make the usefulness of the minivan unavoidable...dammit.”
The funny part is, I had talked my wife out of the minivan and into a three-row SUV…er crossover thingy. Then I priced them out. When a decent van is 6 to 7 grand less than a stripper Chevy crossover, the minivan gets pretty attractive.