So as a follow-up to I Hate Car Shopping, please meet Betty. Betty B. White, because, well, Betty Be White. Doesn’t everyone name their vehicles? Had she been a black vehicle, she’d have been Black Betty, but… Betty B. White. She’s a Chevy Equinox, and she has all the toys I needed. Betty has REMOTE START, y’all! So when it is chilly outside (we don’t have a garage), I can START HER FROM INSIDE MY WARM HOUSE!
Betty came with a trial of Sirius XM Radio, and while I vowed to never pay to listen to the radio, the 80s on 8 have become a lovely way to relive my misspent youth…
Betty is a classy lady, so she has leather seats, and of course Betty has a sunroof because, well, I need one.
I mean, come on. It’s just not the same when you can’t open the roof.
Thus far, Betty and I are getting along quite nicely, Hubby likes her because she is safe, and mainly because he doesn’t have to listen to me whine about hating car shopping. I didn’t tell many people when I traded, but I am thinking that big mess of blonde curls swirling around in the wind caught some folks’ eyes, and I had calls asking if i had changed vehicles. I was anonymous, briefly, but then my need to customize made itself known and…
Savannah likes Betty, too. 🙂