Recently, I got a convertible.
I never wanted a convertible, or at least I never thought I wanted a convertible.
Back in the day, when I was much younger I had a Suzuki Samurai and I loved that little Jeep. I took it with me to Alaska where we spent many a cold days driving the snow covered roads and hot dogging on top of large snow drifts.
Unfortunately it was so cold in Alaska I only ever had one day where the sun was shining (petering sadly through clouds) and the temperature reached a balmy 42 degrees. Trust me, in Alaska that was balmy. I felt it was worth it to take that rag top off, bundle myself up into three layers of clothes and take a drive. Of course there was wind in my hair, the wind drifts off the water were enough to freeze my eyes to the open position. The sun was in my face, or a blindingly bright facsimile. During the day the glare off the snow was enough to convince you the sun was shining. Sadly if the sun had come it would have burned us all like vampires since we hadn't seen it in so long. True Story.
Even if I did lose feeling in all my extremities, I was grateful for that drive. It was glorious.
Yeah, not so much. After that I pretty much realized that driving a convertible wasn't really worth it. Too hard to take the top off. Could have had something to do with the three pairs of gloves I was wearing and this was 1992. I don't think they had electric rag tops back then.
So when we started looking at Coopers I was positive I didn't want a convertible. I can still hear myself telling the hubs why. "I will never drive with the top down." I was emphatic. By the way emphatic used this way is just another word for dumb ass. Seriously.
The salesmen said, "Just take the car for a spin."
It was like nothing I have ever slid into before. If I were a guy I would compare this to apple pie. (Please tell me you get the reference?) But the part that took my breath away was the 12.2 second release I have on Sheldon to lower the top. (I bet the boys can relate with the 12.2 second release as well.) I can even do it while the car is in motion. But that's a story for another day.
Suffice it to say life is looking pretty cool from the front seat of a my new Coop, which I have loving christened "Sheldon". For those of you who know me, you already know why. For those of you who need some education, it's simple really. The car is the color of Luke Skywalker's light saber before it was digitally remastered. And if you don't know what that means, well, I can't explain it to you.