Ryan and Nolan came over for dinner last night, and for the first time in far too long, I ate dinner with my entire family.
While we sat at the table and ate, Anne told us that she is thinking about getting a Mini Countryman when she pays off her Cooper S.
“I like the way it handles, and I like the extra space that it has. It sort of feels like my Mini, but there’s just more room inside,” She said.
I said, “Oh! So that means that maybe I can get the little two-seater Mini when my lease is up?”
“Isn’t that a mid-life crisis car?” Ryan said.
“No,” I said, “A mid-life crisis car is something you buy so you can drive around and try to pick up twenty year-old girls.”
Without missing a beat, Nolan said, “Oh! Can I have a mid-life crisis car? That sounds like something I could use.”
He’s twenty-two, and clearly has my sense of humor.