Mini Van Mania
November 3rd 2006 12:46
The roads of America have been invaded. Every Citizen seems to own a gas guzzling SUV or Minivan. And for some reason, the preferred color is silver. I was not entirley aware of this phenomenon untill my daughter was born. We needed a safe reliable vehicle that could haul us, and all of our unneccisary crap.
We purchased a 2005 Ford Freestar. It was like a shining beacon of mommyhood. I have tattoos, I listen to rock music, I own a minivan... I may be a sell out, but that thing is super comfy. The V6 engine is lots of fun. But, I was unaware of just how popular these vehicles had become.
I had to learn how to drive the silver giant. Making wide turns, and parking was a nightmare. I am becoming more and more aware of all the other mean moms in minivans on the road. Boy, you'd better get out of their way, they must have pressing matters, like a soccer match. From the start I spent what felt like hours searching for my van in parking lots. America has become a silver sea of metal.
I ended up purchasing this silly sticker just to identify my van. It is a skull with pink bows and a bob haircut. It's rather amusing. In the back of my mind, I can't help but think I may have done something wrong. Everytime I slip behind the wheel of Vannerella I feel guilty. Guilty about harming the environment, guilty about conforming. But, at least I know my children are a little safer on the road. This van does have a five star crash rating.....
We purchased a 2005 Ford Freestar. It was like a shining beacon of mommyhood. I have tattoos, I listen to rock music, I own a minivan... I may be a sell out, but that thing is super comfy. The V6 engine is lots of fun. But, I was unaware of just how popular these vehicles had become.
I had to learn how to drive the silver giant. Making wide turns, and parking was a nightmare. I am becoming more and more aware of all the other mean moms in minivans on the road. Boy, you'd better get out of their way, they must have pressing matters, like a soccer match. From the start I spent what felt like hours searching for my van in parking lots. America has become a silver sea of metal.
I ended up purchasing this silly sticker just to identify my van. It is a skull with pink bows and a bob haircut. It's rather amusing. In the back of my mind, I can't help but think I may have done something wrong. Everytime I slip behind the wheel of Vannerella I feel guilty. Guilty about harming the environment, guilty about conforming. But, at least I know my children are a little safer on the road. This van does have a five star crash rating.....
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Comment by Sandi
I drive a rather old full size van. Ususally you see very old people in it. I always feel odd driving it, especially with my Happy Bunny "You smell like butt" air freshner that not longer smells like anything anymore, even butt. I keep it there to show the world I ain't just no fuddy duddy old geezer. I'm a hip young mom who just so happend to get a great deal. LOL