We have a Jeep.
If you live in our area and you see a black Jeep with a Ford emblem on the back of it, yes, that would be ours. Please don't flip me off or look at me funny. My husband's humor. My husband's humor also has a vinyl on the passenger side dashboard that says, Get in, sit down, shut up and hang on. But that's another story, and one that has to be told person to person because there shall be no written evidence about it. That's a rule.
Anyay, so we have this Jeep. The same Jeep that left me vehicle-less for months a couple years ago because getting a new engine put in it took more time and more money than it should have.
This same Jeep currently has no heat. Or defrost. And it's been COLD lately.
Since I don't go out much anyway, or I walk to work (and we have Allan's car in the driveway now too, if needed) - my husband has been taking the heated vehicle to work on the really cold days.
And to church. Like yesterday. Because between church and Sunday school, he and the kids sit in the van - and because if he's not teaching, he sits in the van then too and reads the Sunday paper. So it makes sense.
So, by default, I took the Jeep to church yesterday. It was 2 degrees outside.
Church is not very far now (which I LOVE) and yesterday - I laughed the whole way there. My thoughts were along the lines of - some people have NO idea how the other half lives.
To begin with, I had to scrape off the entire inside of the windshield with my Speedy Rewards card, because it was frozen, and visibility is necessary when driving even short distances.
Then I had to run back into the house and find a pair of mittens, because the steering wheel was too cold to touch.
THEN - as I was sipping coffee out of my travel mug, to help keep me warm - I found that if I let more than 10 seconds go between sips - the remains of my last sip was frozen onto the rim. I'm not even kidding.
I was shaking my head and laughing the whole way to service.
Should we get rid of the Jeep? In my opinion - yes.
But we won't. Because it's a Jeep thing, and I don't understand.
But I laugh.
It makes my husband happy, so it's worth keeping.
(and he's calling today about bringing it in and getting it flushed. While flushing himself has worked temporarily for years, it no longer does the trick)