Time for a Change

I finally caved; I bought a new car - 2007 Saturn Vue.

I wasn't even looking it; I actually thought I wanted a Pontiac Vibe, but driving by the lot, the style caught my eye. I took it for a test drive and loved it. I went next door and test drove the Vibe. Didn't love it as much. But the Vibe gets much better gas mileage. As much as I'm on the road, that's a major factor. However, there was more room in the Vue, and it handled better, too.

So, what about my 1997 Grand-Am? Still have it. Nothing, except the evaporator, is wrong with it. Sure it has 170,000 miles on it, but that's just a testament on what a great car it is!

I just hope my Saturn does as well!

But isn't it funny how in life you think you want one thing - never consider an option - until it presents itself. Another reason we should have open minds!

Mother's Day

In honor of Mother's Day, I am posting the words to Maya Angleou's "Phenomenal Woman."

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.

I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size

But when I start to tell them,

They think I'm telling lies.

I say,

It's in the reach of my arms,

The span of my hips,

The stride of my step,

The curl of my lips.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

I walk into a room

Just as cool as you please,

And to a man,

The fellows stand or

Fall down on their knees.

Then they swarm around me,

A hive of honey bees.

I say,

It's the fire in my eyes,

And the flash of my teeth,

The swing in my waist,

And the joy in my feet.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

Men themselves have wondered

What they see in me.

They try so much

But they can't touch

My inner mystery.

When I try to show them,

They say they still can't see.

I say,

It's the arch of my back,

The sun of my smile,

The ride of my breasts,

The grace of my style.

I'm a woman

Phenomenally.

Phenomenal woman,

That's me.

Now you understand

Just why my head's not bowed.

I don't shout or jump about

Or have to talk real loud.

When you see me passing,

It ought to make you proud.

I say,

It's the click of my heels,

The bend of my hair,

The palm of my hand,

The need of my care.

'Cause I'm a woman

Phenomenally,

Phenomenal woman.

That's me.

That's us, Phenomenal Women.

Thanks, Mom, for showing me the true meaning of strenghth and perseverance. I love you.