Passage of Time

I drove HBY to Fremont tonight to look at a van he wanted to buy (for business purpose).  On the way there I was griping at him that we seem to always drive all over the world to find a (stupid used) car that he wants to buy.  When it was time to get mine, easy, went to the dealer, out in a couple hours.  After he bought the van tonight, we went to dinner and I told him: you know, if you think about how long we’ve been together, it’s pretty long.  We can measure it by how old we were then, how much older his niece and mine have gotten since then, how many kids have been born since we’ve been together….but if we measure it in the amount of cars he’s bought since we’ve been together….he started to giggle, but it’s ridiculous.  Black mustang, grey convertible mustang, another black mustang, white integra, white f-150, black crx (yeah, i still don’t understand that one), another black mustang.  I feel like I’m missing one in there somewhere.  I hope his addiction to used cars is over now, they’re seriously annoying.  If we were to try and measure using the number of laptops he’s bought and discarded since we got together (none of them used), it’s beyond ridiculous….

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