For a whole week.
This is the thing, I get emails weekly from different companies asking me to pitch their products.
Or for 15 dollars.
If you are reading this, potential companies, I will not lease myself out for 15 dollars.
Even if it were for something I adore.
My time is valuable.
Don't insult a sistah like that.
So I usually press the delete button or hit spam.
First you should know this: I will not take on a company that I don't have a vested interest in.
For example, I will never write a post about motor oil or Aztec art or organic food.
These things don't interest me, I wouldn't buy them if I wasn't paid to do so and I love you all so much.
I will not insult your intelligence by posting about something that I know you wouldn't come here for in the first place.
So when Stephanie over at MSL Chicago sent me an email in March about giving me a free loaner vehicle for a week, I was curious.
I emailed her asking her if there was a "catch".
Just that it will be a Chevrolet.
And one of the options was a Traverse.
I have to admit, I did hear angels singing at first.
Because the Chevy Traverse is my dream car.
I know what you are thinking.
Shouldn't a dream car be a Ferrari or a Corvette or even a Cadillac?
Not when you are a stay at home mom, it isn't.
And the reason I like it has nothing to do with the engine or the seating space or even the gas mileage.
You know why I like it?
As I said, Stephanie emailed me back and said lets set up a date to deliver "your" car.
When she sent back the week that it was available, I knew it was kismet.
The last week of April.
My birthday week.
Come. To. Mama.
So this sweet older man came to the door on a beautiful and warm April day to deliver my "baby".
First of all, I would like to say that I tried to take pictures of my "baby" but my phone isn't cooperating with my computer.
But the above is exactly what she looked like when she arrived that day.
I drove Ellie to preschool in it that afternoon and the whole way there she said, " I love this car. I don't love our car. Can we keep this car? I can see so much in this car. This is the best car."
I am not sure, because she is a little vague, as to how she feel about this car.
Then Annie got to ride in it on the way to soccer practice. "Drive slow mom, I want all my teammates to see me in this car!"
It was the fastest week of my life.
And it was the week before my period.
So that should tell you something.
Sorry for the TMI, Stephanie.
That's just how I roll here on my blog.
|Here I am saying good bye to Miriam.|
Yes, I named her.
Well, maybe my lifelong love and gratitude to experience how the "other half" lives for a week.
But not a tweet, a Facebook post or a blog post.
I did all of this on my own.
So this isn't a review or a sponsored post but rather a story of a love lost.
I miss you Miriam.
You had me at hello.