An Ode to Old Blue

There she is, only a week off the showroom floor: Ib's beloved truck.

Back when she still had a tailgate and her paint was shiny. Back when she could make it up any mountain...even on three wheels. She's been everywhere, man. She's been everywhere.


Last night, we tearfully left her on the used car lot. Thanks for 10 years of memories, Old Blue.


This is the newest member of our auto family. It's a 2005 Toyota RAV 4. Unbelievably cherry! Just under 30K miles and the floor mats don't look like they've ever seen the light of day.


I'd swear no one has ever sat in the back seat...except I found a piece of a french fry. (Yes, our neighbor's house is pink. Don't ask.)


Already representing with the Highway 1 Santa Cruz sticker and rocking the car seat. Though I'm not 100% certain it's installed correctly. We'll definitely have to get that checked out before September.


Ib has spent his day pimping the Civic to try to fill some of the hole in his heart. She's got tinted windows (after all these years!) and is in the process of getting a new stereo. It looks like a brand new car! I might have to drive her just a little while longer. Steel or not, it's hard to say goodbye.