Last night we spent a fun-filled, child-free evening out with our "playgroup." This group is made up by my husband and me, my sister and her husband, and my husband's sister and her husband. I know. We are lucky. We like each other enough to want to go out together.
Anyway, I offered to be designated driver. This allowed me to drive the new mammoth with the blue and white pinwheel logo. It was just a so-so experience until my brother-in-law pushed a button and my butt on the seat and my hands on the steering wheel heated up to a lovely warmth.
Now I get it.
THAT is what we are fighting for.
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