Little Moments

Motherhood can seem a little monotonous at time. Each day seems like the same routine of doing nothing but acting on the whims of my children. Some days it seems like I'm just trying to survive until bedtime. If I take the time to look back though, I realize how much has changed and happened. We have come so far from the dreaded memories of little newborn Olive with pneumonia and the sickness that hung over our house for months. Olive is now a healthy 4.5 month old who loves to talk. She laughs at everything her brother does and lights up whenever he heads her direction. Taylor has successfully moved into a big boy bed and is starting to put more words together to form sentences. He loves to count and point out different colors.

With little humans, so much can happen in just a few days. Although the days seem long, the weeks and months go by so fast. And now, here we are with another event that seemed to take forever, but looking back, went by so quickly. Andrew had his last final for the school year today. We have survived the first half of business school. Now we are off on a 12 week adventure to Ohio for Andrew's internship. 

I have been more than a little stressed about this temporary move. There are a lot of factors that go into planning a 12 week stay over 2,000 miles away especially when your throw two kids into the mix. Caring for a toddler and a baby requires a lot of stuff. I wish I could say I have handled everything well and that things have magically fallen into place, but the truth is I have had quite a few meltdowns over the past couple of weeks. Luckily, the move is finally here and I'm just excited to get there so can be past the planning stage.

What I hope to take away from all this rambling is to remember each little moment and realize it's importance, even when it seems mundane or insignificant at the time. When things are stressful and it feels like I'm in survival mode, I need to remember how quickly this will go by and how soon I'll be looking back with fondness.

Bacherlorette Season Recap: Part 2

Andrew is back today, sharing the second half of his recap on the Bacherlorette season. If you missed the first part, read that here.

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So, long story short Kaitlyn gets picked and Britt is kicked to the curb. Then, Britt treats us to her anime crying face.

We have to endure Britt calling her mom and telling her she didn’t get the gig in the same way I would call my wife to let her know that I had lost my job and our lives were over. It seemed a little heavy-handed for a break-up show. Wait a minute….heavy-handed? For the Bachelorette? What am I thinking?!

Well, the power has now been wrenched away from the men, or has it? Brady ensures that Britt gets an annoying two-minute clip at the end of the next few episodes (by asking each other questions that even my grandparents thought were lame when they were dating- “will you be my girl?”). That’s not the way to do it, man! You have to look into their eyes and ask tenderly. 

Speaking of Brady, though, his was the first of three voluntary departures. Every time I watch this show, I wonder out loud, “Wouldn’t you be able to tell pretty early on if you have a shot of going the distance on this show? So, when you realize that you are on the bottom third why not take some power back and just leave?” Well, two dudes seem to have heard me (sort of).

First, there was the bonsai tree kissing healer/spokesman for crazy pills, Tony. I feel like after the Sumo date he easily could have parlayed this poetry into a song for Usher or John Legend. I guess that would require a brain that isn’t addled by incense and bong resin. If I remember anything about Tony it will be that he pushed the boundaries of pacification to realms it cannot actually go, by definition. Considering the date he was on though, I can’t completely fault him for his reaction.

Second, Ian (whom we have already seen), got a big whiff of the fart jokes in the wind and wasn’t having them. He decided enough was enough and decided before leaving that he would give Kaitlyn the Apocalypse Now treatment before he left. You know, because Princeton. 

After those two, some other notable characters were Clint and JJ. Boy, is JJ lucky that Nick joined the show (or maybe he wasn’t) because JJ's villain status was completely eclipsed by Little Nicky’s appearance.

It could have been that was all JJ wanted, because his departure was not only inevitable, but self-inflicted. I'm not saying that being honest in a relationship, especially about big skeletons from your past, isn’t important. It just seemed like a really odd time to bring something like that up. It seemed like a, “just do it already- I want to get to Bachelor in Paradise” move. Oh, and please don’t ever cheat in a relationship. EVER!

Next was Ben Z. First impression we get of him is that he really wanted to prove he was strong (because football buddies from high school matter when you’re 26). If I can, for a second, take a moment: at this date Kaitlyn said she had no idea it was going to get out of hand. REALLY?! During Chris’s season I got the impression that Kaitlyn was street smart and really seemed like she was with it (people with well-developed senses of humor give that vibe very easily). However, there were several moments this season that gave me the exact opposite impression. Her surprise that dudes would be willing to beat the heck out of each other in a boxing ring, her reaction to Nick's poem, and this. I’m kidding about the birds, but really?

Anyway, back to Ben Z. He seemed like a decent enough dude, but also gave off the “I can bench press people with my eyes” vibe with a couple things he said: "I haven’t cried since my mom died 11 years ago", and "my mom is dead". All that being said, though, inviting him to a date where you pretend to be dead and expect him to be cool with it? Really? Guess she didn’t really bother to think a-BOAT it.

Next was Cupcake, or the dentist guy. His and Kaitlyn’s Aladdin date made me cringe. The chemistry between those two was so backwards. I mean, watching those two kiss each other was more uncomfortable than anything Clint and JJ had going on. Agree? Disagree? Anyway, I was kinda surprised how hard cupcake took being dumped. I realize I keep saying this, but if Broadway casting directors are the only ones putting you two together do you really think things are going that well? 

Then there is Nick. I hadn’t heard anything about this guy (because I didn’t watch Andi’s season). The only thing I knew about Nick was what he did on the “After the Final Rose.” So, he shows up lookin’ like Vanessa Bayer at a Bar Mitzvah.

Kaitlyn, herself, admitted that she wouldn’t have expected that she would have had a thing for this guy. How she ended up developing a thing for him I’ll never know (maybe the sheer number of bracelets just overcame her). Anyway, he comes on and Shawn starts to feel a little blindsided by the move (yes that is a pigeon being hit by a 98 mph fastball). This is where the conspiracy theories start to swirl. Maybe it was super evident to the producers that Shawn was the winner from the very beginning, and didn’t bother to show his stuff at the beginning and wanted to give the show some drama? Maybe they brought Nick in just so that Kaitlyn could drop him, because ABC thinks it’s funny to mess with him. No matter the reasoning, the drama went to 11 when that little homey joined the ranks.

Conspiracy or no, Nick’s presence picked off the stragglers one by one. Then, it was just Nick vs. Shawn (reminded me of this). When their back and forth had us all wishing for a swift release from this earth (since all hope for humanity is basically lost now), I was secretly rooting for Shawn to even out the number of guys that left on their own. Everything turned out alright in the end, because the right person won and Nick got hosed. It’s ok, Nick. I’m sure you can think of something contemplative to do with yourself now.  

I will say, they both do genuinely seem to like each other. I think that’s great, and I truly hope they work out. If you read this whole thing, and liked it, leave a comment below to let Alicia know and I’ll do episode recaps for the upcoming season of the Bachelor. I won’t do Bachelor in Paradise, because I like a challenge and that crap is just too easy. 

Bachelorette Season Recap: Part 1

Just when you think the Bachelorette is over, you're wrong. For one, we're now able to watch Bachelor in Paradise two nights a week. And two, my husband just wrote a two-part Bacholertte season recap. I've been wanting Andrew to write a post for the blog for a while now. He always said he would, but has never found a topic to write on. That is until I forced Andrew to watch the past three season of the Bachelor/ette with me. Yes, it is trash reality TV, but it's really funny trash reality TV. After a mind-numbing amount of episodes, Andrew finally decided to write a recap of the show to be his post debut on the blog! Below is part one, and part two can be read here.

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I love Alicia’s blog. I love how hard she works to network with other bloggers, post great pictures. and tell our story. I think she does a great job at showing her personality in what she posts. Once she asked me if I wanted to write a guest post, but fearing that my stuff would detract from the theme of her blog I never did.

After three seasons of television’s “most honest” love drama having graced our marriage, I finally discovered what I would want to contribute to Alicia’s blog: Bachelor/Bachelorette recaps. My friend from college, Meg Walter, writes a great recap after each episode and she inspired me to give it a shot. Initially, I thought that admitting that I watched these shows would necessitate a tribunal before the “man card” council. Then I realized that having something that Alicia and I can share every week isn’t an opportunity that I can let pass.

Is there a harder gig in America than Chris Harrison’s? He has to pretend to care about the manufactured love car accidents that ABC foists on the viewing public three times a year (with Bachelor in Paradise being a thing now) AND try and convince us that THIS season is the most controversial, drama-filled, shocking, (insert obligatory superlative here) season in this show’s history. Also, can we trust love advice from a man who can’t keep his own relationship afloat (just sayin’)? Let’s get started:

This season proved from the beginning that it doesn’t seem to value women very highly. The show starts with 25 guys and two bachelorettes. The power is given to the men to choose the one they think is hottest, so that the undesirable can be (once more) kicked to the curb. Breaking up is hard to do, but getting the George Costanza pre-emptive break-up on national TV can’t feel good (especially after being semi-excited about being the bachelorette for several months). However, I guess the show producers thought it would be a good idea to give Kaitlyn and Britt the opportunity they didn’t get on the last season: a final episode scenario, because what’s better than being rejected by one guy on ABC? Being rejected twice by a bunch of guys on ABC. Go home Chris Harrison, you’re drunk.

We get introduced to the gentlemen, and they are a who’s who of popular guys from high school that didn’t end up going anywhere in life. Ian, at the beginning, is the one exception to that (but he is appropriately modest about it). 

 

Living well is the best revenge, folks.

From the start, Alicia’s favorite was Josh. Her criteria: “he has bulldogs. So, I want him to win.” I can’t start rooting for people from the beginning, mostly because I feel sorry for all of them at the start (at least, until we get to know most of them). I was impressed by Josh’s rose that he welded, though. Not being someone who is very handy, I can’t help but be jealous of stuff like that.

Anyway, fast forward to Shawn’s appearance. Shawn looks like Ryan Gosling, but with Barbara Streisand’s nose (Alicia and I called him Ryan Schnozling during the season - credit to Grantland for giving us the name). Kaitlyn and Schnozling sit down on this "Mexican country style chair" and they seem to have a genuine conversation. 

They both start thinking to each other “is this how dating happens? Is this how I meet people?” Don’t worry kids, you’ll figure it out (wink, wink).

After Chris goes over the Sesame Street song with the rose votes for twenty minutes (1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12), 

we finally get the theme of this season’s show, and the theme was "To Be Continued".

Life Lately

Oh hey, remember me? I used to blog around here. Don’t you worry, I have my list of excuses ready.

Excuse #1- We bought a house! Yay! Woo hoo! Excitement! 

We made an offer the beginning of January and we got the keys the end of February. We moved in this last weekend (and when I say “we” I really mean my husband, father-in-law, and a bunch of helpful people from our ward moved us in. This 35 week pregnant lady did nada). Now our new house is full of boxes and furniture that I refuse to put away until all the bedrooms are painted because all the walls in our house are currently a lovely salmon color. Great choice previous home owners. With a new house comes lack of internet, but I am finally back on the grid.

Excuse #2- Our dog had puppies! 

We bred Harley in December and expected puppies to make their appearance somewhere between February 21-24. Nope, Harley decided to wait and go into labor the day of our move. So while everyone around us was loading our boxed up apartment into the U-Haul, Harley was having contractions. I, of course, had to be there for moral support. She went a long time without making progress (and in progress, I mean there were no puppies coming out!). We got a little worried since English bulldogs are known to have some issues birthing their big-headed babies so we headed to the vet office.  After an ultrasound, the vet told us there was a dead puppy blocking the birth canal, otherwise she would have been able to naturally whelp her litter. That meant a c-section for Harley. We left her there around 7 pm and were called back around 10 pm after the surgery to let us know that along with the two puppies we were expecting, the dead puppy somehow came back to life after it was removed. Umm what? Those types of things actually happen?! We were able to pick up Harley and her pups around 3:30 that morning and now, among our boxes, we have the best little mommy and three healthy, adorable puppies.

Excuse #3- I’m pregnant! 

That is currently my excuse for everything. Can you help with this? No, I’m pregnant. Want to hang out? No, I’m pregnant. Can you stop eating all the food in the house? No, I’m pregnant. But for real, yo. That picture was from two weeks ago and baby is growing like a weed, so imagine that belly, but even larger. I can’t believe we’re going to have a baby in 5 weeks! People keep asking me how the nursery is coming along and if I have my hospital bag packed. Umm no, not even close. We don’t have a crib for baby, let alone a nice little bag set aside with things we’ll need at the hospital. Let’s hope baby boy doesn’t make an early surprise appearance. Keep baking baby, we still have a few things left to do.

And there you have it, my excuses of why I have been neglecting this little ole blog. I’ll try to post a bumpdate next week and maybe I’ll post some pictures of the inside of my house, hideous wall colors and all. In the meantime, since I now have the internet again, I’m going to catch up all the pointless drama that’s been happening on The Bachelor (uh, what? No, I don’t watch that trash… often).

You can feel free to check out what my most popular posts have been while I’ve been away:

  +150+ Ways To Make Money Blogging

  +All About Leg Shaving

  +2014 Beauty Awards

  +Pregnancy Freebies

  +Pregnancy Must-Haves

My Current Struggles

Confession: I have yet to even upload any honeymoon pictures to my computer. 

We've been busy unpacking and writing thank you cards this past week, plus we're flying to Chicago this Thursday and I haven't even begun to plan for that.

Since I don't have photos to share with you this lovely Monday, I thought I would provide you with a little entertainment via gifs. Gifs entertain me far too easily so hopefully you're as easy to entertain. If you aren't, you can just skip this post.

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#thesearemyconfessions

Go to sleep at a decent hour, or watch another episode of Modern Family? 

Modern Family wins every time.

This and That

Here is a random post about nothing in particular. It's what happens when your wedding is less than a month away and consumes your life. 

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I may hate how hot it gets in the summer here, but the weather has been perfect lately. Harley and I have been spending the afternoon when I get home from work outside. We have to soak up the little time we have with spring before the hell-spawned summer is upon us.

Wedding Planning and Change

It is the first Monday in quite a few weeks that I don't have a Mushy Monday post for you. I'm sure you are all devastated. There probably won't be anymore for a while. At least, not until I have wedding photos to share or something similar. Speaking of the wedding, why did no one tell me that wedding planning was the pits? Fair warning to all you single ladies out there, it's not all rainbows and giggles like Pinterest paints it to be. Pinterest is a liar.

On another note, you might have noticed that I changed my blog name again. This time, it won't be changing because it's coming along with a big girl purchased domain name. If you try to find me with my old domain, it will still forward you to the new one. So not to worry, you won't lose me if you forget the new name. Also, according to Bloglovin', it will automatically transfer all of my existing followers to my new domain name on there. We will see if it's as easy peasy as they make it out to be.

And if you're wondering where the name Snowstorm came from... well, my new last name will be Snow. I'm just so clever sometimes.

My run-in with the law.

After going to bed at an already late hour (I have class on Thursday night until 10 PM, but then Modern Family felt left out so I had to watch a few episodes before I went to bed.), I was rudely awaken by heavy and constant knocking on my front door. 

My first instinct was to check my phone. It couldn't possibly be my roommates locked out, they would have called me. And I was pretty certain they were both sound asleep in their rooms next to me anyways. The knocking only increased in sound so I made myself get out of bed at, get this, 3:30 in the morning. Seriously, who the heck was pounding on my door at 3:30 AM!? That's when I heard, "IT'S THE POLICE." and saw a flashlight shining through the front window. 

Okay, this is a first. Haven't dealt with this one before.

I opened my door and the police officer asked if that was my car parked in front of my house. Why yes, that was mine. He then proceeded to say, "Ma'am, someone broke into your car." At this I rolled my eyes. I may have mentioned this before, but for those of you who don't know, my driver's side window is permanently stuck down. So it's more of a: "Did they really "break-in", or did they just open my door since there's a window that's always down granting access to all that pass by?" He confirmed that it was the latter and that the content of my glove box had been emptied onto my seat. 

Police Officer: Do you want to check to see what's missing?

Me: "No, not really. I don't keep anything of value in my car."

Translation: I want to go back to sleep.

Police Office: "Well you see, we have this guy contained down the street that might have done it and if we find something on him that belonged to you, we can arrest him."

Translation: I really want to arrest this punk. Can you please help me find some evidence?

Me: Let me find some shoes and I'll check.

Police Office: *squeal of delight*

Me: Okay, it doesn't look like anything is missing.

Police Officer: Well you better take your CD case inside so that no one steals that.

Me: Oh, I actually wish someone would steal it. I'm sure they'd love all my CD mixes from high school. Summer of '08 is a classic.

Police Officer: *crickets*

Me: There's also one of those mini-Christmas trees in my trunk, I'm surprise he didn't want that. I mean, free Christmas tree, amiright?

Police Officer: *crickets*

Police Officer: You better change your registration to your current address so if this ever happens again, you can be found. You're suppose to change your address within 21 days of moving.

Translation: Your jokes are lame.

Me: Okay, well I have work in the morning so I'm going to bed.

Translation: If you're not going to laugh at any of my hilarious jokes after waking me up at 3:30 in the morning, I don't want to hang out with you.

PS- This confirmed my suspicion that both my roommates would sleep through a house fire, a Lion King stampede, a flash flood caused by playing Jumanji, etc and so forth.

Year in Review

My year via blog post links:

That one time I hiked Camelback.

That one time I went to my first ever blogger meet-up.

That one time I decided to be happy no matter what.

That one time I moved in with Grandma.

That one time I went to Yuma with Katie for a Jimmy Eat World concert.

That one time I went to Saint Johns.

That one time I went to Disneyland.

That one time I went to another blogger meet-up.

That one time I moved into a house with roommates.

That one time I made a video of my trip to California.

That one time I went to Show Low for the 4th of July.

That one time I went to the Crafty Pants Party.

That one time I posted reasons why I suck at blogging.

That one time I listed twenty things about myself because I'm conceited.

That one time I went to yet another blogger meet-up.

That one time we went to the zoo.

That other time I went to Disneyland.

That one time Andrew surprised me with a Jimmy Eat World concert while we were in California.

That one time General Conference happened and it was the best.

That one time we went to a free Josh Groban concert.

That one time we went to Saint Johns for the weekend.

That one time we went to Saint George.

That one time my bestie Jenna came to visit.

That one time Thanksgiving happened.

That one time I got engaged.

That one time I turned twenty-two.

That one time I started Mushy Monday.

That one time Christmas happened.


There's a lot more I could post (and also a lot that just didn't make it on the blog), but I think I got my point across.

2013 was awesome.

But 2014 is going to be ten times better because I'm getting me a husband.

Disqus for the Win... Hopefully

Ggoogle+ comments are the worse. Maybe it's just me, but I've been having a lot of issues. 

So after much struggle, I've decided to switch my comments to the Disqus platform. Unfortunately, that means I lose all comments from when I originally switched to Google+. Apologies to everyone who has taken the time to comment. But seriously, thanks for reading my pathetic little blog in the first place. You rock.

Now let's celebrate the weekend. Because weekend, you are really needed.

Sometimes You Turn Twenty-Two

Sometimes it's your birthday.

And sometimes you wake up with the worse headache and have to go to work even though it's your day to party. And sometimes you don't have time to shower so you go your whole day looking like a hobo with no make-up, dark circles under your eyes, and grease-ball hair in a top knot. And sometimes you have no food in your house for breakfast so you eat McDonalds and feel disgusting for the rest of the day. And sometimes you have heat flashes all morning because you're 22 going on 60. And sometimes you hate your life at work and just want to take a nap, but you can't because you live in reality (curse you reality). And sometimes you still have to go to class in the middle of your evening because apparently a birthday isn't a valid enough reason to get an excused absence.

Birthdays. Reminding me I'm an adult since 2009.

A Public Service Annoucement

Guess what... It's November... I'm not even kidding. 

It may be hard to believe, and I understand that because as far as I'm concerned, it's still September, but alas, it's true. November just snuck up on me like nobody's business. That means it's almost Thanksgiving. Which means it's almost my birthday. Which means it's almost Christmas. Which means it's almost 2014. And quite frankly my dear, time just needs to take a chill pill and slow the freak down.

Although I wish the days weren't going by so quickly, I do enjoy this time of year very much. There's not many months that the weather is agreeable with me here in the valley. Now that I can occasionally pull on a sweater and snuggle into my blankets at night, I feel quite happy. And holidays are wonderful and perfect so I'm happy those are right around the corner.

To celebrate this wonderful time of the year, I thought I'd whip up a free printable. 

"Have an attitude of gratitude." -Gordon B. Hinckley

Click here to download your free printable.

Week Preview

You are in for a treat. A lot of treats actually. Here's the upcoming schedule for the blog:

Tomorrow: a giveaway.

Friday: my one year anniversary of blogging so, obviously, a giveaway.

Monday: a giveaway.

Lots and lots of free stuff so make sure to check back for all of the above.

PS- I'm headed up to St. George this weekend in case you care. Which I know you do.

Happy Friday the 13th

I have been waiting for this day for far too long.
A perfect excuse to use this:

That is all.

PS- Sorry for my blogging absence. All will be made well soon.

Let It Be (Not a post about the Beatles)

My fingers are itching to type, carefully hovering over the keyboard, waiting for the words to flow,

but the words don't come. What a strange concept to yearn to write yet have nothing to spill onto the page.

And then I realize, there isn't anything to say. Sometimes life is just the way it's suppose to be and there's no use trying to analyze it or explain it to others.

So I'll let the pieces fall into their perfect little spaces without trying to change or manipulate them. Sometimes you have to let life be.

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PS - Tonight I'm going to a special Phoenix Suns event. Exclusive invite to a dinner with coaches, managers, and past players. Me and the boy are rather excited. (Yes, I do have a boy now if you couldn't tell from my last #typethenthink post).

PPS - Tomorrow is the 3rd Annual AZ Blogger Meetup and it's being held at Clothes Minded. I'm so ready to reunite with my fellow bloggy friends.

twenty boring facts about me

being a blogger entitles oneself to talk about how awesome he/she is.

so i've compiled a list of twenty facts to demonstrate just that

(or it may just be a list of random things you don't even care to know).

you're welcome.

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1. i was a fat baby. i weighed 10lbs 10oz.  i was also born with crossed eyes.

2. i'm twenty one and a half. it's been a good year to me so far. let's see how the second half goes.

3. i graduated 6th in my high school class. sounds impressive until you realize there was only 66 kids in that graduating class.



4. i lived in seven different houses growing up. i feel like that's a lot. maybe not.
since being on my own, i've added four more places to the list.

5. books. they're sort of my thing.

6. my feet prefer to be bare.

7. i am a huge phoenix suns fans. even though they lose a majority of the time. and got rid of steve nash. and now luis scola. they make it difficult to be a faithful fan, but i'm persevering.

8. i have an older and a younger brother. i also have 5 step-brothers and 1 step-sister (none of whom i know very well).

9. disneyland is my happy place.

10. i had mono when i was fifteen. from kissing too many boys.

just kidding. i still had virgin lips at the time of my disease.

11. i was in two musicals in high school: bye bye birdie and oklahoma.

getting ready for bye bye birdie. we were really attractive.

 12. i think elephants are amazing. they're my favorite.

13. i played soccer all four years of high school even though i detest running.

my soccer team in 2009.

14. i'm a college drop-out. but plan to go back. maybe. eventually. hopefully.

15. i love the smell of exhaust because it reminds me of my grandfather who was a mechanic.

16.  some may say i'm addicted to dr. pepper. i'm trying to slowly cut it out of my daily consumption.

17. my current car is named henry II getting it's name sake from an older model that i drove in high school.

my friends and i being cool on the hood of henry I

 18. i love mexican food.

19. sometimes i pretend i'm a photographer and make my friends pose for pictures.

20.  i have never broken a bone. knock-on-wood.

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oh you know, that just took me all week to write.

if you decide to join in on the fun, include a link to your post in the comments. i'd love to see what you come up with.

Seven Reasons I Suck At Blogging

1. I don't post every day. Or every other day. Heck, you're lucky if you get one post a week.

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2. Most often, my photos come from my phone because I always forget my nice camera at home.

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3. I've never had a macaroon.

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4. I have no idea how to pattern mix.

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5. While we're on the topic, I don't do fashion posts because they turn out like this. Awkward.

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6. I never throw themed parties (complete with those cute striped paper straws).

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7. And lastly, I'm starting to realize that my life isn't as exciting to others as I perceive it to be.

Also, I only could come up with seven reasons instead of a solid ten.

terrifyingly familiar

you are terrifying, yet familiar. my mind says to run, but my heart pulls me towards you.

 

for the first time, i listen. i let go of my stubborn pride and let myself run into your arms. you're there to pull me into you and my head rests on your chests, counting the steady rhythm as your heart beats, grateful that we found our way back to each other.

you are terrifying, but i don't mind.

 

 

ps- last day to enter the giveaway!

happy monday

this is how i feel right now:

 

 

i hope you feel like that too.

happy monday!

craigslist ad for the win

if this is still available, it's a done deal.

 

 

"Dropped 88' Mazda B2200, guaranteed to melt some faces. In need of the prow to seduce the lady of your dreams? Wanna stick it to the man from a few inches off the ground? If the latter's the case (and it most likely is) then this kickin' chicken car is for you. I bought this car in 2009 and immediately grew a mustache upon taking it for a spin. This car WILL turn you into a man (or woman depending upon the buyer). At the very least you'll be transformed into something, maybe a bear.

Features: It might change you into a bear (anything's possible, just saying).

It's got gears and stuff: Unlike the 'lazy good-for-nothing' car culture of today, people in 1988 used 3 pedals like red-blooded Americans. Keep this simple equation in mind: 5 speed manual= not a communist.

Sporty racing seats: Nothing says, "I feel like I'm going faster than I actually am" like some quality seats.

Steering wheel: You'll need this.

Wheels: They're necessary.

Four-cylinder engine: You probably won't blow your neighbor's Mustang out of the water, but you'll have plenty of time to steal his wife while he's busy filling his tank. 28mpg's means plenty of time for cougar cruisin'.

It purrs like a kitten, literally. With 111,958 original miles this car still has plenty of head-turning left to do.

Fabulous features not enough? I'll throw in my friendship to sweeten the deal. You (the new owner of a fabulous yellow truck) will call me Nathaniel Dibbington. I (Nathaniel Dibbington) will sit shotgun regaling you with tales of manly exploits as we sing songs, navigate the treacherous waters of the Tigris, and climb the stony Caucasus mountain pass.

If you're interested, swing by and fall in love. Also, the Mazda B2200 is technically a truck. It has a bed and various truck-like components."