Crap.

I just accidentally purchased my entire i-tunes shopping cart. I meant to buy only one song, but I ended up buying six. So I think I need to write something here.

On Sunday, we went to the annual auto show. I love the auto show; maybe even more so than Ryan does. I look forward to it every year. My mother-in-law's friend is somehow affiliated with a church in Waipahu, which, every year, holds a Hawaiian food plate lunch sale fundraiser. My mother-in-law buys four tickets every year and shares the spoils with us. I look forward to the Hawaiian food only slightly more than I do the auto show.

Every year, though, I am distressed by Cadillac. When I was growing up, I lived in a neighborhood with quite a large Italian community and all the Italian grandpas drove Cadillacs. Cadillac was the car of old, conservative people in need of reliable transportation. Somewhere along the line, though, it seems Cadillac decided to go after different customers. I guess since all the old-world grandpas were dying, they felt they needed a new consumer base.

which reminds me: Joe Ragosta, please email me

Now, it seems they do all their marketing at overbotoxed orange-skinned blondes in Miami. They're looking for the most conspicuous of consumers; the type of person who owns a 40 foot TV and at least one boat. The type of person who plays golf.

Have I ever shared my disdain for golf before?

I won't here, because it'll sound just like a George Carlin routine.

I also really hate the new Jetta. I adore most all of Volkswagen's cars and the old Jetta was no exception. Before I had three kids, I said my dream car was a 2002 or 2003 blue Jetta. I loved the design. Now, the Jetta looks like a Honda or any other cookie-cutter import. The unique boxy back end is gone. It's boring.

reading: "Fargo Rock City" by Chuck Klosterman

I used to think that having Ryan or my mother-in-law around on Katie's school vacations would be a big help. As it turns out, though, it's quite stressful. The hardest day during this last spring break was the day mom left for New York. She had taken the day off to pack and get ready; it was Katie's second day off and it was raining. The boys' car seats had been removed from my car and put into Ryan's van but were forgotten and taken to work with him, so driving anywhere was out. None of Katie's friends were around. She was going insane And I don't like her or Ryan seeing us in that situation. If they think the kids are bored or lonely, they'll think I suck. So I've got to keep up the illusion that the kids' days are always jam packed full even though I have no clue from one minute to the next what's going to happen.

Thankfully, the weather improved later that week. We even got to go out and have some fun. It's nice having her around, but she's getting to that age where she needs other people. And sometimes, that's hard to accept.

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