Summer Love and Enterprise

Remember when I was rear-ended?

Last August?

Yeah,Floyd F&rmer’s Insurance finally ponied up

And like Bob Barker,

said,

Come on down!

So I took my big hunky Suburban to the

Car Collision fix-it shop

about two weeks ago,

to get his tailend repaired from

where a sassy little Subaru tried to take a chunk outta.

I handed the keys over

and then went across the street to Enterprise

where they put me into a Kia Borrego.

took me 7 days to remember the name—

I kept calling it a Biaggi

like the Italian restaurant up the street.

It was a blind date—

me and this Borrego.

At first, I was unimpressed—

smaller than my behemoth road beast

I felt insignificant on the road,

but 

it had Sirius Radio

dual airconditioner controls
I liked his sense of humor too,

kinda smart aleck--

when I barely touched the brakes,

I almost got whiplash.

I told the Enterprise guy that I’d keep

Mr Borrego for a couple of days

but then I wanted to trade up for a

van or bigger SUV…

No problem he said,

Call back in a couple of days.

By the time I got Mr Borrego home,

I knew there’d be no phone call

no trading in…

Mr B was growing on me--
I was falling for him
and fallin' fast.

Seriously.

We went shopping together

Took friends out to lunch

Ran the yahoos to the YMCA--

Mr B amazed me with his smoothe moves

and light touch.

His engine purr was for my ears only

and his adeptness for parking in small spaces

impressed me so much

I secretly wished this love affair could go on

forever! Or until the warranty ran out.

The family loved Mr B as much as I did

and begged me to make him part of our family.

If only.

It was all I could do to not weep

when the fix-it guy called this morning

and said,

“Hey! Your vehicle is ready to go—and it looks good!”

No

NO

NO

I screamed (ok not really outloud)

I’m not ready to let go of this lovely rental.

Rental makes it sound so cheap.

Our relationship was the real deal.

I thought about taking pictures of Mr B and I together

But realized I’d just be hurting myself.

No, it’s better this way…

No pictures to look back on the way we were.

I had to have Mr B back to the Matchmakers Enterprise by 3:30—

I watched the clock all morning…this was harder than I thought it would be.

I waited until the girls came home from school and work

So they could go with me for moral support—

And I wanted Nana to meet the nice LDS-looking boy that works there too.

Letting go was going to be hard and I didn’t want to look like a lovesick fool

when it was time to leave.

I needed a quick break-up. 

No lingering by the high beams for me.

Our journey ended in the parking lot

where I handed over the keys to Mr B

and sadly looked over him one more time.

I wanted to remember him

just the way he was—

strong, sleek and silver…

and 33 miles to the gallon.

The Fix-It guy drove up with my

former trashed behemoth and

WOW!

Lo, and behold the old Sub was looking

Niiiiiiice…

New bumper and quarter panel,

New paint and cleaned inside and out.

He was speaking my language.

I got in and turned my big boy on.

He whispered sweet nothings

And we were back on like nothing

ever happened.

As I drove away,

I caught a glimpse of Mr Borrego

In the rearview mirror—

Not today my love

Not today.

We’ll always have Walmart.

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p.s. Five days until Sept 1st...I think I can I think I can...