Love it So

If loving my car is wrong...I don't wanna be right.


I had to do my monthly fill-my-tank-with-gas adventure the other day. It's always my opportunity to reset the mpg info on the screen. The big guy had used my car when his was in the shop and, by golly, the mpg was so much lower than when I drive it, so I was just itchin' to reset that booger.

34.5 mpg...RESET

Now I know this isn't terrible mileage in the huge scope of things, but I'm spoiled by my Prius. I have much higher expectations. And after three days of me behind the wheel instead of my apparently lead-footed nineteen year old...

47.6 mpg

Yup, I love my car.

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Eye Opener

My big guy's car was in the shop and he needed...he needed...to go see his lovely girlfriend.  I get it.  She's awesome.  So, anyway, he borrowed my Prius.  Over the years he's made little comments about my car.

"It's funny looking."

"It's a girl car."

"I'd never be seen driving it."


But when he got back with my car he had seriously changed his tune.

"I can't believe it...I drove all the way out there and back and the gas gauge didn't even go down one tick!"


My funny looking girly machine is looking better all the time!

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I'da thought you'd hear me coming!

So I've had my Prius since 2007. I love it, by the way. I average over 45 mpg in the city, consistently. And, yes, I'm the annoying Prius driver who drives exactly the speed limit and totally can't get why you feel the need to zoom around me and flip me off as you pass, speeding I must add. Sigh.... Anyway, I'm not writing to brag about my car or complain about any other driver.

This morning I was driving at 6:30 to take my kid to football practice. I was taking a different route that Dave had recommended, one that should help me avoid sitting at red lights (you know, the kind you sit at forever and there is no traffic on the other street so no point in waiting and waiting). Well, in my four years of Prius ownership I've NEVER had a problem with its Prius-ness...until today. I'm driving down one of our sweet neighborhood streets and come upon a man relieving himself in a yard, and he was facing my way! Ay yi yi!!! Now I get why the Prius is a gang members first choice for a silent drive by. Maybe people really can't hear you coming. This guy sure didn't.

I looked over at my kid and wondered aloud, "Did you just see what I saw?!?!"

[heavy breathing] The kind you have when you're deep in sleep and you've fully covered yourself with the plaid blanket that your mom so nicely heated in the drier before you left the house.

Whew! Glad that was for my eyes only. OK, maybe "glad" isn't exactly the right word.

Oh, and I did not have to sit at one single red light the entire way! That part made me woo hoo happy!