Yesterday I turned 35. I'm now out of that "19-to-34" age bracket and into the "35-to-49" cohort instead. To celebrate (well, not really—we were planning it before but it worked out to happen on my birthday), we went and bought a second car, to supplement our station wagon.
We needed a commuter-runabout car, so we chose a black 2004 Toyota Echo sedan, which is among the most fuel efficient vehicles available that isn't a gas-electric hybrid. The car is basic, but has lots of storage pockets, a huge trunk, plenty of head and body room for occupants, and a swanky four-speaker AM/FM/CD stereo that even plays MP3 discs. (I've alread set up a couple of ten-hour playlists of electronica and Beatles tracks.) Like other Toyotas, it also has a reputation for reliability.
So we're a two-car family now. Yup, I sure am 35.