Monday: Wish I Were Here

In a Convertible:

Well, Ed talked me into a new car.

I am not a "car girl" by any stretch of the imagination, but this is my first convertible.

"When we're fifty," he says, "We'll be glad we did this."

I didn't buy it at first but that was before we tore down the freeway in the sunshine, my hair tornado-ing behind me, arms in the air like we were on a roller coaster.

Things are different now.