A funny thing happened on the way home yesterday...

...by bus. While carrying a stroller and three excessively large bags of groceries and dog food. I saw the Haunted Hyundai sitting in a driveway just outside of downtown Grecia. Briefly, only very, very briefly, I wished I had it back, if only to carry all of those freaking groceries. But just as quickly as it came, that feeling was gone. Is this a small country or what?