The baby is coming in December, and with Jina potentially staying home for a few years to raise the little tyke, the less bills we have going out each month, the better.

And the truck (below) was one heck of a bill!

I loved my truck, it was named Jill and was very good to me. I’d driven her about 32,000 miles so far in two years and not once did she let me down. Always up for passing a slower vehicle, the best at honking the horn at annoying drivers and her BRIGHTS were always at the rear view mirror-level of the moron in front of me.

I got her dirty a few times, usually with clippings and trash from yard work, but it didn’t bother her at all. She was just like that. I know if she could talk, and was a little smaller, she’d want to come on inside and watch the Suns with me.

She was that kind of girl. And I’m going to miss her.

But when push comes to shove, I’d rather my little one have his momma around more often than my truck, so it was time to cut it loose.

So it got traded in, paid off and I bought this sweet Jeep for less than half of what I owed on the truck. In fact, if all goes to plan, it should be paid off before the baby comes, which is exactly what I wanted.

I’m liking the Jeep so far, but it needs a name. Any suggestions are welcome, but it has to be good.