I hate my SUV. I gave up my little gas-sipping sedan when we got married.  That car, I loved. That car carried my babies and my receipts and emergency ballet flats stuffed under the seat. That car could be effortlessly navigated into any parking space, had generous cargo room, and windshield wipers that knew it was raining before I did. It’s the behemoth SUV we traded that car in for that I can’t stand. Why, in this day of rapidly disappearing ice […]