I always thought the expression "you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone" was silly when used in reference to relationships. I know exactly who's walking away: a big turd. Maybe that only works when you lose someone good...I don't know what that's like...haha.
Though I do think the phrase makes sense in reference to things. It might sound crazy, but if you think on it, you'll come up with that favorite pair of scissors you can't find or that Astronaut t-shirt you lost when you moved. Todd talks about a blanket he lost as a child like he lost it in Vietnam during a heated battle but I think it was just left at a hotel.
My mom and I had a flashback last night talking about a giant floating holiday island complete with drink holders and Santa Claus that used to grace their pool. She loaned what became lovingly known as "Aqua Santa" (he has a song, if you'd like to hear it...ask me) and that family broke it. The lady's name she loaned it to was Sarah and when she said that I remembered my childhood friend Sarah who I loaned my mom's Guess? jean shorts to and never got back. She was SO MAD at me and now I understand why.
I got into a little fender bender three weeks ago today. It was my fault, I'll spare the details, let's just say I was distracted (NOT on a cell phone, don't worry). I had to take my car into a shop that took a long time, not because they sucked, they are METICULOUS. But when I got Kikuki (yes, that's her name, she's 100% Japanese) back today, that phrase made sense.
Kikuki is a bright red 2007 Honda Fit sport. She is bright and zippy and sweet. I LOVE that car. It's my first new car, the first car I've ever bought all on my own; it's the car we rely on for road trips, the car that gets me to work and school, the car that has NEVER had any maintenance issues. I LOVE that car. I seriously got a little teary just getting back in the driver's seat.
I've been renting a Dodge Avenger and it was pretty lame. It was big and felt maybe safer than my car - like if someone hit me I might not notice because it was so freaking huge. Todd had been calling it "The Great White Buffalo" and I think that nickname fit. But when I got back in Kikuki I was so happy; I'd missed her! She is so sporty and fun - that car totally suits me and to think, I had been flirting briefly with the idea of getting a newer new car. Shame on me! Can you forgive me, Kikuki?
I'm driving a Toyota but my heart belongs to Honda. My two Civics, both born in Japan, were my favorite cars ever. My Honda Accord wagon, born in USA, nice but not as reliable. The only reason I have a Toyota is because I had to transport the get-along-gang and Mr. Lee convinced me that 8 passengers is better than 7 passengers. Sigh.
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