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For The Love of Yellow

Kids love my car almost as much as I love my car.

I think it is because it is so small.  It kinda looks like a matchbox car when next to other vehicles, so I am pretty sure they feel like they could hop in and drive it right then and there without any problems.

Plus it is bright yellow and kinda gives off the vibe – Hello.

Actually adults like it too.

Female, male, young, old – it doesn’t matter.

I’ve spent many a 20 minutes talking to complete strangers because they strike up a conversation about my Honda S2000.

Freedom, fun, cute and happy are commonly used when they are conveying what it must feel like to own and drive such a car.

Closer to home I have an extra special little friend.

One day last fall a guy got on the elevator with me and said – My daughter loves your car. He then proceeded to show me a picture on his iPhone of her hugging it.

Talk about making me happy. He said she hugs my car every day.

I couldn’t help but to think (a) note to self – keep it clean and (b) it is a good thing that doesn’t set off the alarm because that would scare the tar out of her because it is LOUD.

The family parked next to my car whenever possible because she wanted to be close to it.

Then last October I got my yellow jeep wrangler and I park my cars together.

One day, again on the elevator, the dad asked me – Is that your yellow jeep next to your yellow S2000?

I said – Yes.

He then shared – NOW my daughter thinks you are the COOLEST person ever!

I see the family often, and we exchange hellos.

If I am parking my car or jeep and our vehicles pass, the daughter waves to me and I wave back.

But last night, I got the best news so far ever from my friendly family.

The father and his two daughters got on the elevator with me.

He said – You know, we just got a yellow car ourselves.

I said – Really? May I see it?

He got out his iPhone and showed me this –

For The Love of Yellow

That is the best thing ever!  And the blurry little girl, that’s my fan.

It is not a very good picture because I was taking a picture of a picture that was on his iPhone in the elevator and we were rushing because our floor was coming up.

But it totally made my day to think that my car and jeep inspired this little girl to go out and get her own little yellow car.

I think I fell asleep last night with the biggest smile on my face because it really made my day.

Life is funny like that.  When you least expect it, you receive a lovely little surprise that makes your day totally great.

And connecting with others, over something as simple as a car, priceless.




I Just Paid $40 for a 6-Pack of Coke!

One of the drawbacks of being single is that you have to fend for yourself when you don’t feel well.

Guess what?

I don’t feel well, and there is no one around to wait on me hand and foot.

Really I only want a Coke.

I don’t get sick that often and I have only called in sick twice in the last year and three months.

Today would be that second time.

I brought it on myself.

Saturday morning I drove down to the Outer Banks with the top down on my Jeep.

It was already down, and I hadn’t tried putting it back up by myself yet, plus I was running late so I just threw on a heavy sweatshirt thinking that would cut it.

Um. No.

I froze my butt off for FIVE hours.

I honestly don’t remember ever being that cold and it was so deep in my bones that when I finally did make it to my mom and step-father’s place, I took a nap totally clothed with two blankets on top of me (and I was still chilly!).

I left at 9am Saturday morning.

It was supposed to get up into the upper 60’s so I thought for sure I wouldn’t be too cold for long.

I was wrong.

I took a nap, went to dinner with them and then promptly went back to sleep for the next nine hours.

I felt really bad. My step-father is a very active guy, and he had planned so many different things we could do – fishing in the ocean, fishing in the sound, walking, bike riding, canoeing, etc.

He even got me a temporary fishing license, hoping that I would want to go fishing because he’s an avid fisherman. (I don’t like fishing because I don’t like seeing the poor little fish with hooks in their mouths.)

Sunday morning I got up early, as did my step-father, and we figured out how to put the top back up on the Jeep. There was no way I was driving back with it down!

He also showed me lots of other stuff about my Jeep, because they have one, so I learned a lot much faster than had I been left to my own devices (aka I only learn stuff about my car when it becomes a need).

I went to Starbucks and then to the beach for a little me time.

In my mind, I was going to sit on the beach for a little while and watch and listen to the waves crash.

The beach is a really nice place to be in the morning before all the people come out, it is so peaceful and awe-inspiring.

Well because of recent hurricanes and storms, there isn’t much beach left!

At least not at the public access that I chose to enter, and what sand was left was wet and not conducive to sitting around and relaxing on.

So I watch some surfers from a deck, took a couple of pics, and then headed home.

When I got home, my step-father and I went for a bike ride.

I always say that I don’t like bike riding but I found out that I was wrong, which is a good thing because we rode around sight seeing for 8 miles.

I was pretty impressed with myself and thought, wow, I really could do a triathlon.

I don’t know that I could physically do one, or that I would be willing to train that hard in three areas for one, but biking is no longer off the table.

That bike ride was about the only time I felt well during my trip, and I told him, it was worth coming down just to do this.

We had lunch, I grabbed a shower, kissed them goodbye and headed over to my OBXFF, who also happens to be their backyard neighbor.

I only stayed 30 minutes, but boy were those 30 minutes packed with happiness and excitement.

My friend is 77 and she is gearing up for our next adventure!

When she turned 70, we went parasailing so we could both check that off of our bucket lists.

Now she wants to try zip lining, and I am all for it because I have never done that before either!

I drove home, went to bed, felt poorly this morning, called in sick, ate breakfast and went back to sleep until 4:30pm.

Here we are at 6:30pm and I just happily paid a delivery guy $40 for a six-pack of Coke.

Oh and some food, but really, I just wanted the Coke.

The moral of the story is be sure to get a boyfriend before you become sick.

No really, the moral of the story is don’t be a dumbass and drove five hours in 50 degree weather with the top down on your vehicle!!

The true moral of the story is, always have Coke on hand because you never know what life will throw you.


Less is More. Except in the Garage!

So three weeks ago today, I got rid of a lot of my stuff.

And I still haven’t bought replacements yet.

I have been roughing it, and, I am pretty proud of myself for not freaking out.

In the past I have practically killed myself to unpack and put my entire place in order on the very same day I moved.

I couldn’t sleep soundly unless everything looked perfect.

Wow. Baby has come a long way.

Since selling my condo in the fall of 2009, I have moved many times trying to find my footing again.

Well I guess I found it where I am, back in Northern Virginia.

I have been in my apartment for 2 years this December, and I recently signed a lease for another 18 months.

That’s a pretty big commitment for me. hahaha

I owned my condo for nine years, so all this moving around and trying to find my footing again really hasn’t been all that fun.

I like having a home base.

And now I have it again.

This year I was looking into buying a place.

And I could have.

But I didn’t feel comfortable asking for the kind of help I would have needed to own again right now.

Plus, I visited my dream condo (check it out here) and it so wasn’t worth tying myself down to own it.

I want to have fun, and freedom means a lot to me.

Now vehicles, owning and enjoying the *bleep* out of them, um, that speaks to me.

I have loved vehicles since the ripe old age of 14.

I remember it like it was yesterday.

My first set of wheels was a moped.

A Honda Spree….


God I was in love.

No fear.

I even drove on the open roads, much to the annoyance of the cars behind me.

But the best part was driving in the storm drains at night with New Edition blasting in my ears and the wind blowing against my face.


Those were some of the best days of my life.

Freedom at 14. #mindblowing

I think that is when I became……Born to be Wild!

So back to present day.

This is my empty home.




This is them installing my new carpet.




This is my new Jeep.




Pretty, huh?

I now own two of my five vehicle goal.


One I own outright, and one I am paying on for the next six years and it pains me so, and one……

A third one could be mine any day now if I make the move.

A 2002 Honda Shadow.

Check it out.


I know of three right now for sale by owners, all with extremely low mileage and within my price range, so I could pay cash and owe one of them.

And I could easily park it right in front of my other two, only gotta back the S2ooo up a little bit.


I am sitting with that at the moment.

I would love nothing more than to leap, but that is a pretty big responsibility owning three vehicles.

The good news is, one of my coworkers has dealt with motorcycles for more than 20 years, selling and owning, so he can help me.

That is one thing that has always held me back; I know nothing about bikes except how to drive one.

So having him in my corner might just push me to finally buy a bike.

Just thinking about it, I can taste the wind and feel the thrill of riding on the GW Parkway…..

But in this moment in time, I really need to do something about my place.

Three weeks, no furniture, I am tired of roughing it. hahaha

I am going to go with a minimalist approach.

Open – airy – spacious – clean – crisp – but still, I need some furniture.

So I am going shopping today.

I hate shopping.

Even for cars and motorcycles.




Dating 101: My Starbucks Lover

If you came here for dating advice, you might want to leave.

Like right about, now.

Cuz it all goes downhill from here. hahaha

Late last week I met a really cute guy at Starbucks.

He started talking to me about my car, my S2000.

Lots of dudes talk to me about my car.

My favorite, again at Starbucks, a father and son were walking into the store as I was getting into my car and the father opened the door  and leaned out to say – Miss, my son thinks that is the coolest car!

And the little boy, probably about 6, was standing right behind his dad with a huge grin on his face, nodding his head enthusiastically while giving me two thumbs up.

Or this other time, again at Starbucks, a construction worker was going by and said, “Ma’am that is a really nice car you have.”

I remember being totally impressed that he was so polite and respectfully in his manner and his words.

Oh any way, back to my most recent Starbucks lover.

He’s the one that kept the conversation going, so I obliged and returned conversation.

We talked about S2000s and Jeeps, because his ex had a S2000 and we both used to own Jeeps.

I shared that it is my goal to own a yellow Jeep alongside my yellow S2000.

And he shared how he took his son out in his Jeep to get stuck in the snow on purpose after a huge snow storm when they lived in Canada.

He seemed like a really nice guy so I gave him my business card (new to me) as we parted ways because I didn’t have the time to sit down and enjoy my coffee and breakfast with him like he asked, I was late for work.

He emailed me an hour and half later.  I was kinda surprised that he emailed me so soon.

What surprised me more is what he said!

Hi, (He didn’t even type in my name, red flag!! hahaha)

Enjoyed chatting with you this morning. Snowflakes reminded me of jeeps, which put a smile on my face thinking of your driveway all yellow and topless.

You must be a lot of fun!

Have a great weekend. Maybe I’ll get to see more of you in the future.


Holy snap!  He made me blush, and confused me.

I was like, um, this doesn’t sound like the guy I was speaking with earlier this morning.

I don’t know if emailing someone makes some people bolder or not, but this is precisely why I don’t do the online dating thing.

I don’t have the time or the energy to speaking with dudes in such a way.  I’d rather know what…well anything but this kind of talk with a complete stranger by email.

Now I wouldn’t have been put off by this if this was someone who I actually knew and joked with, but I had only talked with him for about 10 minutes in person.

I replied and according to my sister, because I later had her “analyze” the complete back and forth “conversation,” I was flirty in my responses.

Personally I guess I was, I like to flirt, but really I was trying to keep it light and playful since I have been out of the game for a while and wasn’t sure whether or not I was being too sensitive.

After I shared that he made me blush, his response kinda of took it way too far way too fast for me.

It was something to the effect of, excellent now I have you smiling and blushing and thinking…

He used the word “fun” in all of his emails to the point that I finally said – Dude, I don’t think I am as “fun” as you think I am. hahaha

Even my sister picked up on it and said – If he said how “fun” you must be one more time I was going to have to….

I can’t remember the rest of my responses, but after he kept emailing me I finally said – Dude, aren’t you working?  Cuz I am!!!! hahaha

To which he responded, ok, email me from your personal email account sometime this weekend.

Well I did email him…at 10 pm on Sunday night, because I wasn’t sure I even wanted to.

I said – Well this is still considered the weekend, right?  You know what I do for a living, what do you do?

Lame I know, but it was the best I could come up with.

He never emailed me back.

I guess I wasn’t “fun” anymore.

I can’t say that I am disappointed.

But I do regret sharing this with a co-worker because she’s of the mindset that if I don’t hear back from him by Thursday, which is today, I should email him again.

Um, no.  Times 2.

It is that whole he is just not that into you, and I can’t say that I don’t feel the same.

My co-worker means well, she and my friends and my family would like for me to have someone in my life.

They have wanted that for me for a long time. hahaha

But the cool thing is, now I do too.  I mean for real.

I have half heartily wanted it previously, kinda put myself out there, but not really.

Now I am ready, and the cool part is if you are ready on the inside, the outside really does respond in kind without you even trying.

I am not your typical girl.  I am not looking to get married.  The thought of it freaks me out.

But one day, I think I would like to try it, if we could have separate places and spend the night with each other when we wanted too. hahaha

Maybe it really will happen like I have been telling my grandmother for years – Don’t worry Grandmother, the first 50 years are for me and then I’ll share the other 50 with someone else.

Until then, my first real potential Starbucks lover, not so much!!

Luckily I haven’t run in to him again, and I better not – because that is My Starbucks!!




The Dilemmas of Shopping

The dilemmas of shopping for me can be boiled down into one dilemma, the parting of me and my money.

The new job I am taking is going to require some commuting.

My car is 12 years old and has 150k miles on it.

Oh, and my car, totally not going anywhere even in an inch of snow kinda car.

So I am going to need to buy a car (read: Jeep Wrangler with 4 wheel drive) before the end of the year or shortly there after, and that pains me.

  1. I haven’t bought a new car in 7 ½ years.
  2. I haven’t had a car payment in 4 years.

I was already taking a painfully slow approach to buying the motorcycle that I have so long coveted owning.

Now I am gonna be dragging feet on buying a Jeep too.

My friend and mechanic is not even talking to me anymore about motorcycles as he provided me with ample what about this one, or this one, or this one (for the love of God pick one!!!)???

Just kidding about the not talking to me part and he did graciously send me many, many options to consider, which I was still considering until taa daa I found the brand I want.

He’s actually the reason I’ve even made it this far in my search this time, this far as in, I really could get one and got approved for a loan and motorcycle insurance.

At my last oil change I asked him, do you know how to maintain a bike?

Well hello. Why yes he does.

I walked away a new woman, well really drove away a new woman, because my greatest fear had been resolved….I know someone who can help me keep the bike maintained.

And I finally have decided on the bike I want, which is not a Harley but a Buell (sports bikes created by ex-Harley-Davidson engineer Erik Buell, and they were sold at Harley Davidson until they parted ways @ 2009).

This is the bike I last learned on and it fits me perfectly, it is about half the weight of a Harley and is more agile and easier for me maneuver.

Oh, and they cost about half of what a used Harley costs.

Ding, ding, ding…we have a winner!!!

Plus, right now, I find the sports bike a little bit hotter.

So, these are the things I am sitting on at present….

2008_6_blast_black 2008_buell_firebolt_xb12r-wide



I’ll make a decision soon (as soon as I am able to stomach that yes in the real world cars really do cost a lot more money 7 ½ years later and I am going to have to have a car payment and give them my money monthly).

And NO, I will not be turning in my S2000.

Some people want really big and fancy houses, others want every latest and greatest gadget known to man, others want the best *insert anything here* money can buy, and some, like me, want a simple fleet of varying vehicles for the different driving experiences because it brings me such great joy.

Of course, I will be buying used as I always do and of course, it is going to take me a little while to act on this.

Cuz right now, I am seriously sick to my stomach and need to go drive my free to me car and let go of my shopping dilemmas.



I Have A Dream!

I am not your average chick.

I am all about the cars!

And it is not about what “he” is driving.

Rather, it is all about…..what I am driving!

My dream car is now chasing me, a bright yellow Porsche.

Bright yellow Porsches are rare.

I have only seen two in the last ten plus years.

And believe me I see Porsches every day.

The drive from my apartment to work, no lie, and every 5th car is some type of Porsche.

And lo and behold, the bright yellow Porsches, they always find me.

It has just got to be a sign!

Once I was at the vet, and a handsome older gentleman pulled up next to my yellow S2000 in his beautiful bright yellow Porsche.

For the record, the dude was handsome with or without the Porsche.

And now, many years later, once a month an older gentlemen comes to the area I work and parks diagonally behind my car.

Check it out…..

My Dream Car_crop

So I get a visual of my dream once a month!

The first time we met, both bright yellow cars with the tops down, he pulled up and said ~ I love your car!

To which I replied ~ Dude, I love yours!

Now I don’t know why only older gentlemen drive the bright yellow Porsches, but I am cool with being the first female ever in that club!

But my real dream….to own my S2000, a Porsche, a Jeep Wrangler, a motorcycle and maybe an Alfa Romero Spider all at the same time.

Once upon a time, like seven years ago, I owned a 1991 Alfa Romero Spider and a 1994 Jeep Wrangler at the same time and I was in HEAVEN.

These were my beauties….

1991 White Alfa Romeo Spider

1991 White Alfa Romeo Spider

1994 Jeep Wrangler 4x4 SE 1

1994 Jeep Wrangler 4×4 SE

However, things were going wrong with both of them, and I wasn’t in the position at the time to keep them both up, so I traded them in for my S2000.

Which is another story of coincidences, a dude turned in his leased yellow S2000 an hour after I left the lot without a S2000, because if they didn’t have yellow, I wasn’t interested.

Guess who called me excited out of their gourds?

My love for cars might stem from the fact that I didn’t own my own car until I was out of college.

But then again, I had a moped when I was 14, so maybe that was when I got hooked.

I love the feel of wind and I have no problems with used either.

That means more cars!

And perhaps the likelihood that one day I’ll have at least the jeep, the sports car and the motorcycle all at the same time.

And get this…..yellow is out there in all the vehicles I want…

1992 Yellow Alfa Romeo Spider

1992 Yellow Alfa Romeo Spider


2013 Jeep Wrangler

2013 Yellow Jeep Wrangler

So I am happily dreaming about the day when this chica’s hardest decision each morning won’t be what am I going to wear today, but what do I want to drive today?

My boss and I were talking about Porsches and my dream car and he said ~ Don’t be surprised if you see me pulling up on a Harley by the end of this year.

To which I replied ~ Ditto.

I find that rather funny, an accounting firm with a whole bunch of Harleys parked out back!!


Harley Davidson Sportster 48 Chrome – Yellow

Tune for the post ~ Shut Up And Drive by Rihanna

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