Entries tagged with “chevy” from Car & Caboodle

Name: Anne Rogers

Family Car: Chevy Uplander

Number of Kids:  3

Ages: 4.5, 3 and 9 months

Geographic Region: Eastern North Carolina

Thing I love most about my car: DVD player with headphones and automatic sliding side doors.

Thing I hate most about my car: No LATCH hooks in the third row?!?

I don't leave home without: The list is pretty long considering I have an entire tool chest loaded up with goodies that lives in my car (I like to be prepared for just about anything), but the number one items are my cell phone, sunglasses and the travel potty.

Longest road trip with kids: We have pretty much covered the eastern US between Florida and Upstate New York with one or all of the kids...and the dog.

Favorite driving music with kids in the car: High School Musical soundtracks

Favorite driving music without kids in the car:  No music. I savor silence and talk radio on NPR.

Worst car moment: Each and every time one of the kids has thrown up all over the backseat. 

Oldest food item found in car: We have recently sent a sippy cup to the CDC for analysis. We are still waiting on their findings.

My next car will really be: A completely refurbished Jeep Grand Wagoneer complete with wood paneling.  (Yes, I'm serious)

You can check out what my family and I are up to at our blog, The Rogers Family

Car and Caboodle welcomes Anne, our new writer and "In the Bag" expert extraordinaire!

by David Yorkin

I live in a town where your whole being is judged by what you drive. Los Angeles is a place where you have to be cool, while simultaneously appearing not to be trying to be cool.

Let me give you an example: to the enlightened Angelino, a brand new road-chomping one-hundred-fifty-thousand dollar Porsche Carrera is merely of a manifestation of an insecure ego, whereas a sluggish old four-cylinder Porsche 912 speaks of... well, effortless coolness coursing through your bloodstream. Forget performance. Image is everything.  The difference between the two vehicles could cost you a second date with the uber babe of your dreams.

Okay, I hyperbolize.  Truth is, I haven't had a second date with an uber babe during the last ten years I've been married to my wife. Except her, of course. Still, even though my hair has disappeared and paunch expanded, I'm still acutely conscious of my slowly waning cool factor.