I've made plans to go car shopping on Sunday. That is, if I don't find something else to do in the next 36 hours.

I agreed to go with mom. She really wants her car back. And, I would like nothing more than to give it to her.

And yet, car shopping makes me feel a bit queasy. I know I'm not the only one. I last did this more than 12 years ago. I don't recall any really traumatic experience; I just remember that I had a very strong dislike for the process.

So, cross your fingers and wish me luck that the state of the economy and my sunny disposition will make this time a lot better for everyone involved.