So, I got a new car this last year. Oh, I didn't tell you? It's a Chevy HHR (burnt orange. awesome!) I pretty much love it. It drives really nicely, really sporty but with lots of room. It's a good crossover. We already had an SUV so we didn't want another car with not great gas mileage. But my two door cavalier just wasn't cutting it anymore. Even if it was paid off. I don't think I have a picture, though. Sorry!
For some reason, the keyless entry has been giving us problems. I need to take it in to get it fixed. But anyway, I have gotten into the habit of locking the car manually when I get out of it. This morning, I went out around 6:45 to start my car and apparently, locked it. At 7, when it was time to take Avery to Jenn's, I couldn't get in. It was locked. And running. Luckily, after a few phone calls, I found Chevy roadside assitance and they came and opened my car door for me. And my dad came and picked up Avery so I wouldn't be too late for work.
I normally freak out over stuff like this, but all's well that end's well, right?
Here is a picture of my beautiful daughter in a Christmas outfit she got from her Gigi.
Have a good Wednesday!