This morning was a bit chilly when I took Ethan to school. Normally I scoff at vehicle extras such as cd changers, power doors and windows and the very silly seat warmers. I mean really, I'm riding around in the car and suddenly I feel as if I've wet my pants--nope, someone just flipped the seat warmer switch (probably a small child who begins to frantically press buttons once released from his car seat on his way out of the car).
But this morning I thought I'm cold, I neglected to properly warm up the car and we're running too late to wait, so perhaps I'll use the silly seat warmer. So I did.
About halfway to school my nether regions were very toasty. Yet, my fingers were still nearly numb. I'm alternating driving with one hand while the free hand seeks warmth under my rear end. Really, who's idea was this?
I mean, who sat around and thought let's warm up everyone's butt! This region of my body is generally already the warmest given my generous layer of insulating blubber from knees to bust. But even on folk without such a gift of warmth, is your rear end really what you need warmed?
When I rule the world, I will put truly useful extras in vehicles such as a STEERING WHEEL WARMER, thank you. Oh and child proof seat belts that will not come unlatched while the vehicle is moving, and perhaps even a retractable wall--like they have in police cars, but soundproof instead of bulletproof and instead of running behind the front seat, it would come up between the seats in the back preventing the occupants from hitting, kicking, biting, or throwing things at the other. On second thought, let's put one up behind the drivers' seat as well--thick and absolutely sound proof.
In the spirit of Hot Cross Buns, I must share with you my favorite recipe title EVER. It was from a ward cookbook created in my old ward some yeas ago: Bishop Keller's Husky Buns. I've never tried the recipe, but I always smile when I leaf through the pages of the book.
4 comments:
I happen to love the seat warmers! Especially here in this uber cold weather. It heats up so much faster than the actual heater in the car. Although it has also crossed my mind about warming the steering wheel. I guess we're just expected to wear gloves.
This post was absolute genius. Genius, I tell you! I actually slapped my knee when I read that recipe name.
I have a love-hate relationship with my seat warmer. Mine gets accidentally turned on sometimes when I cross my legs in the passenger seat and it usually takes me a while to figure out exactly why the lower half of my body is so much warmer than the upper half.
The feature I've always wanted is a kind horn. You know, a "by the way, but it appears that you haven't noticed that the light turned green" horn. One that says, "I'm not angry but thought you'd like a little heads up."
I LOVED the Jetta commercials that talked about extra features they decided NOT to add ... like vibrating seats (which has the driver falling asleep) and the personalized horn ("The owner of this car ... Jen ... would like you to MOVE!")
Brenda, What, we're not expected to wear pants?
InkMom, like I said, don't you suddenly feel as if you've wet your pants? Oh, I must write another post . . .
Denise, Oh, I'm with you, but forget nice, how about "hey stupid! quit talking on your cell phone and check out that green light!"
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