Just call 'em HERBIE....

So I have come to the conclusion that my car has a personality.

And it thinks it's Herbie.

I haven't been driving my car because it's had issues. Two weeks ago, I got into my 2004 Chevy Malibu and it wouldn't start---but the light wouldn't come on. The doors wouldn't lock. I was stuck.

So I called my BFF and she started driving to me---and I was frustrated and mad and so I slammed the door out of frustration because here I was, at the Club at 10pm by myself, in a dark parking lot---now I feel totally and completly safe at my Clubhouse but I don't want to be sitting out there in the dark, not even being able to lock the doors!

So I slammed the door hard (because I was mad) and the windshield wipers sprung to life.

I slammed the door again but harder----and the lights flickered hello!

So then I slammed it with both hands, really super duper hard----and the car started.

Swear to you----started.

So I just started driving---of course as Rebecca was pulling into the lot!

So today I get out of the car and I turn around because I thought hey, I think he just honked at me.

Nah.

Then today, I leave the car running while I check the mail, and the freaking car does this

BEEP BEEP!

I swear it was winking at me----