White Trash Roots

Every MOM out there can relate to a dirty car. But when you've got crusted banana and sticky raisins on your carpets, it's really embarrassing and time to do something about it. My luxury sedan looked more like the white trash mobile so I bit the bullet and took it in to get DETAILED. Now, I was prepared to spend about $100... then the very nice man talked me into also doing the outside as well as the inside. I called the hubby to get his opinion and he gave me the go ahead, so now I'm in $200 deep. Well, the nice man is only missing a few teeth and the place came recommended from a friend, so it should be ok right? Maybe if I had a ride home. But I didn't. So, the very nice toothless man offered me his car for the day. I told him I didn't feel comfortable with it but after exploring all my options (sit and wait with 2 kids for 3 hours or push them in stroller toward home 7 miles away) I decided to accept his offer. He said, "it's a really nice little Buick, you'll see, it's nice!" And this is what he pulled up in....

and handed me the keys

My boys were terrified of this car... they were clinging to me and crying while I tried to reassure them that the nice man was loaning us the car so we could go right home - it'll only take 5 minutes to get there, I promised. Owen bawled and hid behind his blanky until he fell asleep 2 minutes later. Jackson commented on the fabulous Vegas smell - stale smoke - that he deemed was 'stinky.' Good thing I have Graco Safe Seats because the seat belts in the 'nice little Buick' didn't lock. There was a blanket on the front seat...I mustered up the courage to lift it - revealing thrashed upholstery.

As embarrassed as I might have momentarily been to get into this nice little Buick, I think we fit right in! I was wearing 'gym clothes' - well, maybe they could've been PJ's but I was also wearing running shoes, so we'll just call them gym clothes. I was rockin' my $15 target sun glasses, no make up, & frizzed hair in desperate need of a trip to the salon - roots galore! My boys were both wearing wife beater tanks and our car seats were filthy enough to feed a rat, or two. So you see, I'm just gettin' back to my white trash roots here.

It was actually almost dangerous for me to drive. The seat didn't adjust and I'm very short. I could barely reach the gas pedal! Luckily we made it home safely. While I was stuck at home and the boys were napping, I took the opportunity to wash the car seats. Even from far away you can see the crumbs underneath the covers.
this is what I dumped out of the seats! and for some strange reason, I love this photo.
I think I'll call it 'white trash still life'I took a shower and cleaned up. There! Now I'm not so bad. Too bad we had to get back into the smelly car after getting all nice and clean... it only took a few minutes though. I expected a little better job considering the price of the detail cost more than the Buick. There were a few things missed that I made them redo (um, the entire trunk!) but other than that I was so happy to get my luxury sedan back. And it's so clean - for now. I live on a dirt property so the outside won't stay clean for longer than 3 days, but boy did I enjoy it for those 3 days.
so shiny
clean carpets and car seats
no more milk on my leather
no rocks, dirt, trash, crumbs or toys in the crevicesso long my nice little Buick friend