So, I name my cars. My friend Lauren told me in high school that if the gas tank is on the driver’s side, the car is a boy. If the gas tank is on the passenger’s side, the car is a girl. Every car I have bought or leased has been a girl. As I wrote my post yesterday, I couldn’t remember what my black Malibu‘s name was. It took me a minute but then I remembered her name was, “Natasha.”
A car will get its name based on the first song I hear on the radio when I first start it. I tried to remember the song I heard that I would name my car, “Natasha.” It took me a minute but then I remembered Natasha Bedingfield. I looked up her album and searched the song list. I came across this song and realized this is probably the song I heard!
It seems vaguely familiar that I had this CD in my purse when I got my car. I say, “purse,” but when I carried one, it really was an army green ammunition bag.
Back when one used to buy CDs, I would get one and listen to it in its entirety and choose my favorite songs regardless of radio play. At the time I got my car, I have decided that this song was my favorite on the CD but it had not received radio play at this point. I just popped the CD in the car before I started it so it and pressed skip until it played as the car was completely started.
I had completely forgotten about this song and when my son came out of his bedroom to go to the kitchen this morning, I played it to see what the video looked like and I asked Sean if he remembered the song. He said that he did and that I always used to play it. So there you have it.
I seriously forgot about this song but now it’s on my blog so I can access it anytime I want.