I own a car.
I wrote about it a few weeks ago, when I placed my order. Yesterday, my parents picked it up at the dealership in Phoenix for me.
Isn't she gorgeous?
Yes, it's a girl. Something this stunning would, naturally, be a girl. Or a gay man. On second thought...
"Isn't HE gorgeous?"
I won't get to drive him in person till mid-July, when I fly back to Arizona on my move permanently to San Diego. For now, he is tucked safely inside my parents' garage in the small Southern Arizona town in which I grew up. But he is a hybrid, all wheel drive, sport SUV.
Now to come up with a name for him... I guess I'll have to think about that while in Europe.