That'll Do Car

On our Idaho trek over the weekend, my good little trusty Honda made it to a huge milestone in it's life . . . 200,000 miles!!!!

We reached this extraordinary mark just a few miles west of Arco, Idaho on Sunday, July 31st. We stopped and took some pictures of where we were. Molly even woke up for the occasion!

This car is the best. It's getting a little old, creaky, and rattly, but it is still hanging in there and safely driving us places that we need to go. I've had this car since it was just a teenager at

35,000 miles. It has been with me ever since and taken me all over the place. We had great times driving back and forth to Tooele for 5 years and I swear that my car, like a trusting horse, new the way by itself because some mornings I wondered how I got there.

I bought this car in May 2002 when I realized that my final year of school was going to be completely paid for by a cushy scholarship from the Education Department. With no more tuition, I was able to stop driving borrowed cars (my parents' cars, my sisters' Ford Escort, my Grandpa Huber's red Honda Accord, or my Grandma Petersen's white Buick with the blue afghan in the back window) and actually buy my own.

Here's to many more miles little Honda! (knock on wood and keep our fingers crossed)

On the subject of cars . . . one more thing. As much as I love my little Honda, there is another car I've been dreaming of for most of my life. We saw three of them in excellent condition over the weekend. I think it was some type of omen.

James promised me (we even shook on it while driving on the freeway, no lie) that if he ever gets his "dream car" that he would find one of these for me and even rebuild it if necessary. He said yes! The car he wants and has drooled over since I've known him is some model of a Jaguar, pronounce Jag-u-war, not Jag-wire, according to my Grandma's Scottish friend, Mora. I guess it is time to start saving for James' Jag so that I can get my mint condition VW Bus. Don't laugh. I'm serious.