Nissan is the worst, my folks are the best.

WE BOUGHT A CAR, also. I know. I have really been burying the lede with this one. But we bought a car, and not like the last time when we thought we'd bought a car but we hadn't. NISSAAAAAN, I will smear you on every public forum that will let me say words.

So. A few weeks ago, Joel took some vacation time to research and test drive and purchase a car so that I wouldn't be left alone for eight weeks with two children and no vehicle and a rapidly deteriorating weather situation. He settled on a Nissan Versa, signed a contract, put down $2000 and went to the bank (at the salesman's urging) to get a cashier's cheque for the remainder.

Three days later, he was telephoned while at a conference out of town, and informed that Nissan does not in fact have the car they sold us in stock, but would we like to pay many much more moneys for a newer version, or for the version with leather seats and a rearview camera and all kinds of fancy garbage? WE WOULD NOT.

So that was on the weekend, and on the Monday Joel started his rural rotation and would be out of town for eight weeks, during which he would be unable to return to Nissan to have his deposit refunded, or go back to the bank to reverse the cashier's cheque upon which we were now paying interest. SORRY, says Nissan. This is standard practice in the industry, says Nissan. Bullshit, says us. 

And then my parents came to visit and my dad, on our behalf, researched and test drove a bunch of cars and settled on a Fiat Abarth and IT IS TINY AND SEXY AND ZIPPY and it growls at you like a tiger. And also we paid money for it and now it is ours do you understand this concept Nissan I do not think you do.

And then my dad and I ran around town getting the car insured and plated and returning the cashier's cheque and not being able to find the bank and going to Starbucks instead and then finding the bank right beside the Starbucks and then eating a terrible donut at the bank and just hanging out during daytime business hours getting shit done like a couple of bosses.

And then my parents drove our new car out to Rosthern, where Joel is, and picked up our Subaru and brought it back AND PUT WINTER TIRES ON IT AND REORGANIZED OUR GARAGE SO WE COULD FIT BOTH CARS IN IT BECAUSE I HAVE THE BEST PARENTS.

So now Joel has his own car and I HAVE MY OWN CAR and this has never happened to me and I am so elated, I cannot even tell you.