This weekend we traded in our ailing Plymouth Breeze for an '06 Toyota Camry. It's a long way from my Jeep Wrangler days, but if you consider the reliability, resale, gas mileage, price, and baby-room, it's just what we needed. Plus it has sun roof! A nice thing about Camrys is they only need to have their oil changed every 7K miles... much better than the 3K I'm used to. (I would have gotten a hybrid, but they don't make 'em cheap.)
We had to go through the customary bargaining game where they give you a number, you give them one, they send out the manager, you get a new number, etc., etc. The line "That's just not good enough" came in handy, but it was tough on Becky since she had to endure the process with lower-than-normal energy levels. Man, it's tough being pregnant.
Last night after church I rented a movie for us called The Greatest Game Ever Played. It's based on the true story of 20-year-old Francis Ouimet who faced his idol, Harry Vardon, in the 1913 US Open. Very inspirational, even if you don't like golf.