I’ve finally given in and given up. I have been worn down. I lost.Though the journey was long and I fought the good fight, I am now a card carrying member of the Loser Cruiser Club.
I, like you, never saw myself as this and vowed never to sink to this level of mommery back in my formerly hot life. Today, however, is a new day and I now drive a Loser Cruiser.
The word “minivan” has such a stigma, doesn’t it? I just don’t care anymore.
I am in love with this fine piece of machinery, this living-room-on-wheels. My heart swells with gratitude every time I drive it, knowing how much it has reduced the stress in my life in so many ways. I won’t bore you with the details of cupholders, cargo space, automatic doors and the like. You’ve all been in one at some point, I’m sure. The stories are all true and I’ve never met an owner who doesn’t gush over their Loser Cruiser.