Goodbye, Josie Grosie

Our very first car was one that Josh brought into the marriage that he bought when he got back from his mission. It's a maroon 1995 Honda Civic. I started driving it to work after we got married, and Josh used the bus. It's been through a lot. The paint on the hood is coming off, the weather stripping on the driver's side window is coming off, there is a huge crack going the entire length of the wind shield, it shakes when you go over 70 MPH on the freeway, and it over-heats pretty much every time you drive it. This car is a beast. Such a beast, that we couldn't even get her registered in the state of Utah. And the cost of fixing the car to make it pass the safety and emissions wasn't worth it. So we kept her registered in Idaho (Josh says they let anything pass safety and emissions in Idaho because if they didn't, NO ONE would be able to drive).

When Josh first bought this car, he fondly named it "Josie." After driving this car for awhile and watching it dilapidate more and more, I borrowed a line from "Never Been Kissed" and started calling her "Josie Grosie."

In December of 2009, we bought our wonderful new Altima. Later that month, my brother went home for Christmas break, leaving behind my family's car, the Escape, for me to borrow. For almost 3 weeks, Josh drove the Altima, I drove the Escape, and Josie Grosie sat in the parking lot of our apartment complex, unwanted. After we returned the Escape when Jordan got back, Josie got her revenge. We went to turn her on, and she refused. We charged the battery. Didn't work. Josh and his brother, John, spent hours working on it, but to no avail. Josie Grosie would not run. She had a blown head gasket. So she sat in the parking lot for 9 months while we tried to decide what to do.

After our move, we finally decided to sell her. We posted an ad on Craigslist and KSL.com and had some interested buyers right away. A couple weeks ago, she sold for almost $600.

It was a huge relief to finally get her off our hands (we were constantly worried that our old apartment complex would tow her, because they had once before). At the same time, though, it was a little sad to hand over the key and the title. After all, this was our first car as a married couple.

Goodbye, Josie Grosie. Thanks for helping to get us started.