I love my Envoy (the one pictured above is not mine, but it's close). I've had it several years, and I'm committed to driving it until the wheels fall off because of its fabulousness. There are lots of great features: heated leather seats, wood grain, automatic windshield wipers, little sprayers on the headlights, duel driver/passenger a/c controls, a Bose sound system and On Star. Plus a voice recorder so you can tell yourself to get milk on the way home and actually remember. I've only used this to record funny moments.
There's also some stuff guys like. For instance, air shocks. I had no idea my car had air shocks until Ty told me. I said, "Yeah, it's also got an air compressor in the back." He said, "Yeah, that's for the air shocks." I said, "Actually, that's for inflating my pool raft."
However, the Envoy hasn't had the best of luck lately. A few months ago, I lost a running board in an accident with some tire tread. My windshield had an encounter with a rock or two. My tail light is out. My small stripe down the side is faded and cracked. And part of the side panel has sprung loose and is just dangling. Not to mention, my inspection sticker is out of date by about a year and a half.
I've been overwhelmed with the work needing to be done, so I've done nothing. Even though the inspection sticker would have been a great place to start.
So, as Ty and I were driving down the road yesterday, he says, "I'm going to need to borrow your car for a couple of days."
"OK, when do you want it. She's all yours. Why though?"
"I'm going to fix everything that's wrong with it for your birthday."
"Awesome! I guess you know if you don't do it, it will never get done."
A few minutes later, Ty asked me if I was hoping for something more romantic. I said, no. He's done romantic. For Valentine's Day he gave me a gorgeous Konstantino necklace from Clarkes — far exceeding my expectations. So, I'm excited about my practical gift. It may not scream "romance," but it definitely says commitment. He takes such good care of me.
Fall Carnival
5 years ago
4 comments:
This is very sweet of him. Much more thoughtful than a keychain.
haha ... when it's not raining, I've been leaving the sunroof open. But, I think he's going to get the inside detailed, too.
Kate, you shouldn't diss. It was a two-sided keychain AND he gave you a serial killer poem to go with it.
Oh, Steph, that man is a KEEPER!!
You get a good one, you hold on!
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