We're expecting!
And we've even picked out names for our new baby — George or Rosie. We should expect the new family addition to arrive in two to five weeks, and we hope it won't happen when we're trekking around Wisconsin.
Now I should tell you something before I start getting the calls from all of my friends demanding to know why we A) didn't tell them about our bundle of joy sooner or B) might name our baby after the president. Deep breath, folks. It's okay. I'm not knocked up, but I am expecting a shiny Prius to arrive in our driveway soon!
Hubby and I went to test drive what seemed to be the only Prius left in the Midwest last night, and I completely fell in love with it. It's so tech-y and fun! Between the transmitter that senses when you are approaching the car and unlocks the doors to the fact that you start the car by pressing a button, Hubby and I were salivating by the time we stepped back out onto the asphalt. So after many discreet head nods and winks behind the salesman's back, we put ourselves on the waiting list. And since we aren't completely picky about color (we only nixed the silver and beige), we're hoping to bump above the other three people before us!
As we were glowing with anticipation last night, I told Hubby we needed to name the car. I remember naming my Focus in college, but I've long since forgotten his moniker. But I told Hubby the Prius NEEDED a name. It didn't feel right without one. Our thinking behind George or Rosie — they are color-dependent names, of course — comes from the Jetsons cartoon. I LOVED that cartoon, and the car just reminds me of it. In fact, I really wanted it to make that space-age sound that the cartoon's flying cars made when they flew around on TV. Since George and Rosie are the only two names I can remember from the cartoon, those are the ones I'm sticking with!
So there you have it. Hubby has already called me a nerd so please, no comments pointing that out.
Now I should tell you something before I start getting the calls from all of my friends demanding to know why we A) didn't tell them about our bundle of joy sooner or B) might name our baby after the president. Deep breath, folks. It's okay. I'm not knocked up, but I am expecting a shiny Prius to arrive in our driveway soon!
Hubby and I went to test drive what seemed to be the only Prius left in the Midwest last night, and I completely fell in love with it. It's so tech-y and fun! Between the transmitter that senses when you are approaching the car and unlocks the doors to the fact that you start the car by pressing a button, Hubby and I were salivating by the time we stepped back out onto the asphalt. So after many discreet head nods and winks behind the salesman's back, we put ourselves on the waiting list. And since we aren't completely picky about color (we only nixed the silver and beige), we're hoping to bump above the other three people before us!
As we were glowing with anticipation last night, I told Hubby we needed to name the car. I remember naming my Focus in college, but I've long since forgotten his moniker. But I told Hubby the Prius NEEDED a name. It didn't feel right without one. Our thinking behind George or Rosie — they are color-dependent names, of course — comes from the Jetsons cartoon. I LOVED that cartoon, and the car just reminds me of it. In fact, I really wanted it to make that space-age sound that the cartoon's flying cars made when they flew around on TV. Since George and Rosie are the only two names I can remember from the cartoon, those are the ones I'm sticking with!
So there you have it. Hubby has already called me a nerd so please, no comments pointing that out.
posted by Kristen at 1:34 PM
4 Comments:
Elroy and Judy immediately came to mind, and then Jane, but Mr. Spaceley took a minute.
The Prius is awesome. I'm only a (regular) passenger, but it's awesome.
All right, now that the shock brought on by your headline and first paragraph has subsided, let me just say that I am soo jealous! Just yesterday, I was thinking how nice it will be when I finally have Michael Stipe paid off--so much so that I won't even mind not getting a new car for a while. But now I totally want a shiny new Prius!
Also, I don't remember the Focus having a name. I just remember saying "Foci" whenever we saw another one.
Ah ha! Thanks, Autumn. I should have just googled them, but I was too lazy.
Clare - Do you really think I would have been oblivious enough not to realize I was pregnant until two weeks before the due date?? Relax, girl!!
Actually, I think I was so shocked at "We're expecting" that I skimmed over most of the first paragraph. :-)
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