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Wanted: A POS car for my 18-year-old

Looking to purchase a cheap, POS car for my 18-year-old son who has already had two fender benders on two other cars and recently totaled his very first car last month.

I need a V4 or V2 engine; one that will go from 0 mph to 35 in approximately 8 minutes. A moped with a box around it is not out of the question.  Especially if the box is painted blue or black.

Ideally, car will already have many dents and scratches so any new ones will not be very noticeable.

Interior does not need to be in good shape since any stains or tears will be covered by taco bell take out containers within the first week anyway.  Having a horrific smell in the back seat to discourage giving friends a ride is a plus.

Not willing to pay much since insurance is costing us around $12,500 a year already. Well, that is what it feels like.

Oh and if anyone has a POS mini-van that would be even better.  Because then my daughter will stop complaining that SHE had to drive a mini-van her first year and due to timing, her brother didn’t.  I don’t know what her complaint is; she never once got a speeding ticket driving my mini-van.

Dead Deer on a Mini-Van

  • I swear I can’t make this stuff up. It also sounds like the title of a country song. I’ll have to work on the lyrics in my spare time.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA
  • My daughter had her first full-time job interview last week.  She showed me the outfit she planned on wearing.  Call me old-fashioned but I really thought the skirt was just too short.  So we went into my closet to find a more “suitable” interview outfit.  Christina tried one of my dresses on and then wailed: “OMG!  I look like I have three kids and drive a mini-van!”  She was right.  She wore the short skirt.
  • We had been nagging our son to get his flu shot for months.  Finally we told him no more money until he gets his flu shot.  Luckily I remembered to demand proof as well.  (And I had to check the dates just to make sure it wasn’t proof from last year)
  • Yeah, Ohio got A TON of snow.  Kind of cool, rather cold but cozy with a fire in the fireplace.  Believe it or not, I absolutely love shoveling out our driveway.  And it is a l-o-n-g driveway.  By the third time it had to be done, I was so over it.  But I want absolute acknowledgement that I did it without bitching.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA
  • Last night I was so PMSing that I decided to be nice and go to bed early.  (Something my husband just doesn’t give me enough credit for – I mean, I could stay up and bitch for hours, right?) Then I had a dream.  And in my dream I was also so PMSing that my husband said to me: “Look, I don’t want to hear it.  Just use the RONCO DREAM BOOT and change your damn dream if you don’t like it.”  So I used this contraption and moved myself into a different dream.  True dream story.  I swear I can crack myself up even in sleep.
  • Finally, here is Casey with his favorite Christmas toy. Except there is some kind of love/hate thing going on.  It makes this stupid chipmunk noise when you squeeze it and drives him crazy.  Abbey just wants it so she can tear it apart.O

An apology for another teenage driver on the road

My 18-year-old son has had a HUGE week.  He finally got his driver’s license.  This has been a long time coming and while we realize he is a bit older than most who get their driver’s license, we didn’t push too much because:

  1. After age 18 the mandate to attend a $545 driving school is gone,
  2. We figure we saved at least $4,000 in insurance costs from age 16 to 18 and finally,
  3. As a rule, teenage boys are stupid.  Why would we want to encourage one to drive?

I also think a reason it took so long was our adamant rule that Dad had to teach him how to drive.  Not that I would EVER admit that I suck at driving but that whole backing up thing is just lost on me.  Besides, my husband taught our daughter how to drive and even I will admit that she is a better driver than I am. (And she is so going to jinx me if she keeps harping on and on about my speeding).

I scheduled my son’s driving test for a Saturday afternoon because he isn’t fully awake until noon.  I made him clean the car inside and out including febreezing the seats.  I can’t imagine having a job where I had to actually get into other people’s cars on a regular basis.  Besides I figured every little bit helps in keeping the driving test person happy. 

Before his test we had to practice backing up about a zillion times in the practice area.  Michael did much better from the  right than the left.  And I made him apologize to my car every time he hit one of my side mirrors with the orange cone.

When Michael took his driving test he passed with zero points taken. 

The driving test person commented on how well Michael drove and asked him which driving school he attended.  He told her that his dad taught him.  My daughter received the same comment as well.  She was dinged two points for parallel parking – she said it wasn’t fair that Michael didn’t have to do that; but I gave her total credit for driving in Las Vegas versus small town, Ohio USA.

My daughter is pissed off that her brother doesn’t have to drive the crappy mini-van like she had to do the first year she started driving. Although I did tell her that had Michael started driving at age 16, we would have had the van but now it’s gone. 

So now it is official.  And the main reason I know it is official is because when I got into my car to go to work on Monday morning, I had an empty gas tank.