Embarrassing Admission #11

Matea and I always refer to our car by its proper name, Belle. As in, “Did you take Belle in for an oil change today?” or “Does Belle need to go see Joey (the detailer)?” Matea’s last car, a green 1999 Ford Taurus, had the inventive name “Turtle.” Similarly, we used to call my Nana’s old Dodge Diplomat “Big Red,” both because of its color and because Nana was never in short supply of either Big Red or Juicy Fruit gum. And finally, the most odd: at the time Matea and I met, way back in the 7th grade, both of our families had huge, ugly beater cars, and both families separately called these cars “The Gray Ghost.” Ahh, I guess it was meant to be. :)