“Matrimony… the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Casamiento Segundo, its until-death-do-us-part mission… to explore a strange new relationship… to seek out a new life and new adventures… to boldly go where no sane couple has gone before.”
Every year Señora and I do the same little dance around Christmas time. We start asking the other what they want for Christmas/Hanukah. The thing is at this stage of our life we really do not need much except those things necessary for daily living. Both of us have the habit of if we “want” something we tend to buy it for ourselves. Plus we will frequently surprise the other by buying them little presents as the muse hits us, a nice, silly, loving, little gesture to do for the other.
I had been down in the Valley the other day. When I returned home, wanting to get a jump on the season, I told Señora I saw what she could buy me for Christmas.
“Oh,” she attentively replied.
“Yup,” I answered, “I saw a brand new Porsche 911 GTS almost the exact same color of my Mazda MX-5 Miata.”
The Miata, my mid life crisis automobile that I bought 17 years ago, is a bright blue the sticker called Winning Blue. The vehicle still looks good, runs good, and I continue to get compliments on it.
This particular Porsche starts at $186, 250. Add another $4,220 for the specialty color they are calling Shark Blue and you have a starting point of $190, 470 good American dollars. Gawd only knows where it ends at.
“Well,” she said, “you had better start buying lottery tickets.”
I can still hear her laughter ringing in my ears 30 minutes after she went in pursuit of more fulfilling activities than conversation with her beloved.
But, damn, that was a pretty car…
And so it goes.
