Yesterday -- after a MONTH! -- I finally got my car back from the mechanic. For those who don't know me, I pretty much have a love affair with my car.

It's a 2004 BMW 330i. I wanted this particular car for half of my life.

I paid the mechanic, got my key, went out, unlocked the car and sat in the front seat. I can't describe how good that felt.

It was like putting on an old leather glove, or pair of jeans that fits juuust right. Or getting back together with that old girlfriend and it just feels right. I leaned my seat back and said, "Ohhh, I remember you." It was a good day.