She drives a small SUV but really wishes it got better mileage...

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Moderation in all things, excess in nothing.
-- Epicurus

Imagine that the Girl Next Door moved to the big city. Think of Meg Ryan in When Harry Met Sally. She's America's sweetheart with an urban sensibility. She's a post-Christian spiritualist, a pre-Monica Clintonite, and a dues-paying member of at least one social-change organization like NOW, Planned Parenthood, or the Sierra Club. You won't find her at an Earth First or PETA meeting, though. Those are the Granola Girl's stomping grounds. Progressive Girls want the world to be a better place, but they live out their politics in a moderate, left-of-center way.

If you are going to date a Progressive Girl, the one sin you can commit is to be a chameleon. Molding your opinions to fit hers will lose her respect. One very positive thing you can do is offer her new experiences -- the Progressive Girl is fearless about trying new things. Whether it's pluralism, skydiving, Asian peanut sauce, or this book, the Progressive Girl is always looking for new ideas.

She Might Be a Progressive Girl if:

1. She drives: a small SUV but really wishes it got better mileage; once she can get a good hybrid, she will.
2. She can talk for more than ten minutes about: just about anything.
3. She begins her sentences with: "Susan Sarandon says..."
4. She'd never: pass up the chance for a new experience.
5. She owns any of the following: a water filter, a tabletop fountain, an acre of rain forest, a mutt from the pound.

The only reason we have something as big as a Trooper is because three car seats didn't fit in the back of the Kia Sportage. Plus John wrecked the 4-wheel drive. I miss that car; it was the first one we bought together and we brought two of our kids home from the hospital in it.

How progressive you are also depends on how progressive your spouse is. I'd have to say he's quite a bit less environmentally conscious that I am. I compromise on some things and try to educate him on others, but he's pretty set in his opinions (ie - his dream car is dually Suburban with a fifth wheel set-up). Socially, he's really progressive, but in some ways he's almost a redneck.

He used to cook for me or we used to cook together a lot more. Now it seems like when I get home, it's my shift, and time for him to go out to the garage.

Aaaa, who'm I kidding. I make him sound bad and he's not. Any problems are half (or more) my fault.