A few weeks ago, Chris had an auto-starter installed on the truck. It’s a nice little gadget/toy. When I press a button on the keychain – the truck starts and stays running for 20 minutes before auto-shut off. Really nice in these below zero temperatures we’ve been having lately.
What’s especially nice is that the truck has heated seats. . . so those are nice and heated up, too. When skiing the other day – we got on the ski lift and Chris says, “Is this the last one for the night, babe?” I said, “Yea – I think so.” – so he pulled the keys out of his ski jacket and started the truck. It was nice and warm on our frozen butts when we got in.
The other day, I took my son to a dermatology appointment (for his chronic acne problem). It was cold that day and snowing like crazy. On our way out to the parking lot, he says “You should have started the truck when the Doctor told us that we were almost done, Mom. Then it would be all warm by now.”
True. I should have.
It really makes me wonder what on earth we did before the auto-truck starter? Good grief – did we REALLY have to deal with cold seats??
And to think my father had to walk to school. In 10 feet of snow. Barefoot.