Sunday, August 24, 2008

Why won't my husband let me buy an island?

Now, how cool would it be to say "Yeah, I own my own island"? I love Canada, even though I have never been there. I would like to one day move there. I saw on tv a man who is a broker who sells islands. He said that if you can afford to buy a car, you can own an island. So I went to his website and the first one I saw was only $27,900! (after the US/Canada exchange) And it was called Davis Island! Now if that is not meant to be, I don't know what is.

It's about .80 acres and it looks to only have a shed built on it. It's not like what one would think of when they think of an island. It's covered in trees and doesn't seem to have a beach and it's in Nova Scotia, which is not the climate for sunbathing or water sports. But I don't like beaches anyways.

Here's a sattelite photo of the island:

And here's a zoomed out picture:

How awesome would that be? Now I know, I don't have even have a boat or a pier or a place to stay when I'm on my island, but I could take care of that later, when I get more money. Who else would be able to say they own their own island? We already own land in Scotland (so what if it's only a square foot) why would it be so weird to do this?

So, as it is now, Ryan and I can't afford to buy this even if we take out a mortgage. So who wants to go in this with me? We can build a nice vacation spot with a cabin maybe even drive a golf cart around! Come on, people! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Swing low, sweet chariot

After 192,000 miles of dedicated service, we are finally laying down to rest our 1999 Saturn. This car has been a great constant in our family for the last ten years. Here are a few, final words to honor this beloved but often unappreciated car:

My dad bought it brand new (I think it might have been his first new car) for a commuter car when he lived in New York and would drive all the way to Maryland each weekend to spend it with us. When he moved back to Maryland, he didn't want it anymore. He wanted a more interesting ride, I think he bought his first Miata at this point. It then became my car, my forth, I think. I had to get rid of my VW Cabriolet because it was costing my parents too much to keep fixing it up. I drove it for a few months before I, too, grew bored with it and opted for something with more spice. I think it then became my dad's car again when he was forced, against his will, to sell his beloved Miata. When my dad found the next car that he just had to have, his first PT Cruiser I believe, my brother Will got it. It became his work horse until he passed it on to my other brother, Mike. Will wanted something more interesting and I think he got another Jeep Cherokee. Mike had it until he, too, found something better, an Audi 3000, if I'm not mistaken. So Mike was going to sell it to CarMax and my parent's bought it from him for the price CarMax would have bought it and gave it to me as part of my wedding dowery. I grew to appreciate it after going through countless old, unreliable cars. It lasted until I got my first brand new car, a 2007 Toyota Yaris Liftback. So, then my husband took it on. It was strictly a work commuter car, since I wanted to take the Yaris whenever we went out. Ryan drove it for the last two years until today when it was shaking when he would shift. Ryan originally wanted to try and fix it, but estimates that it would need a new clutch, ball bearings, rotors, ball joints, CV joints, struts and the reverse lights repaired (yes, he has been driving without reverse lights for some months now) to get it driving safely again.

It was a good, practical car with no whistles or bells. Greatly under appreciated by those who owned it, just a bridge to get them to the car they really wanted. But it was ever so faithful, with few, if minor, repairs lasting just shy of 200,000 miles and a whole decade. I looked for a picture to post of it, but sadly, I never took one of it. It was never a pride and joy, but just a means of transport. You served us well, sweet chariot, and though you won't really be missed, you will always have a special place in my heart.

"I'm not a color man, but I think that would be amethyst." - car mechanic when asking what color the car was