Well Darlings,
This Fabulous Diva, was in a bit of an upset. ****sigh****
My dear faithful white Cadillac Cimmeron died a final sad death. True the poor thing had been ailing but I thought after 20 years it could go a few years more.
Well I just had her tuned up, and was told she would pass smog, wonderful I thought, BUT----
I had parked her in front of my house, prior to going to do some shopping, but just as I was about to step out of the door the phone rings and I stop and listened to the answering machine just in case it was something I had to attend to immediately----telephone solisitations need not apply.
Well it was my Dear Friend Betty and she wanted to know if I could meet her for lunch and hoped I'd get her message, I quickly picked up the phone, had a nice chat with Betty made arrangements to met her for lunch and then went out side to my Cadillac and-----no Car!!!
Now before anyone accuses me of leaving my keys in the ignitition I can assure you that I did nothing like that. My key stays with me at all times and I do not leave the car running what with gasoline being so expensive (even a Diva MUST budget).
Now who would steal a 20 year old Cadillac??---well Darlings I called the police and a very nice (and handsome ***sigh***) police officer came and took the report plus I had a photo of the poor thing. So he did a BOLO---whatever that is---to be on the watch for it.
Just as we were about to say our goodbys, his radio comes back with a message----my Cadillac was in an accident!!!
It seems that it had been stolen by three teenagers who took it for a joy ride---no doubt being very happy that it had a full tank of gas-----One of them knew how to hot wire it or something--- and they wrapped it around a telephone pole, managed to get out of the car AND RUN AWAY!!
I cell phoned my friend Betty and said that Lunch was going to be postponed and why and the police officer took me to to scene.
***sigh***it was my car or what was left of it.
The police had a description of the thieves, it seems a passerby took a phone camera picture of them. So I'm having the legal system and my lawyer deal with it.
Remember dear future Diva's you must have a good lawyer to deal with these problems.
Oh I was soooo upset (that is putting it mildly) but thanks to dear Betty who came to my rescue,
She advised we go to Las Vegas for 4 days take in all the spa treatments the Bellagio has to offer and plan on buying my New Car.
So after consulting with my finances (which are in excellent shape)---it was all systems GO!
And I bought IT! She is totally decadent! I call her "Wicked" and she is---totally over the top and tacky and she is all MINE!!
She is a 2007 Ford Mustang Convertible----painted this deep burnished gold color, with a black cloth top, wood finished paneling where it counts---air conditioning, satillight radio, On Star, cd player, alarm locking system and leapoard print seats with black carpeting. And she will be fully MINE with just 3 more very hefty payments.
The mechanics LOVE detailing her. And there are some neighbors boys, all young teenagers that act like they would like to make love to her. Sorry Boys, but She's A Lady! for all her excessive trappings.
I am fortunate that I have a nice spacious garage to put her in. Already she's been to Santa Barbra, the Brookdale Lodge (ageing but relaxing), Carmel, and we are planning a little trip up to the Wine Country.
Before I even took her on her first trip, Betty and Bill and all my other friends said that I simply had to get new luggae, I said that what I had was fine, until I took a very serious look at what I had---worn out, zippers shot-fraying on the edges---
So Betty and I simply zipper over to San Francisco to the Samsonite shop and there they were in Black, the retro collection--PERFECT!! I felt like La Marlene all over again.
And darlings what about my poor cadillac? Well there was enough of her for some very serious salvage, I made arrangements and she was purchased and the money I donated to St. Jude's Hospital for children----well Dears altho there are naughty children out there, there are one's that do need that chance. And St. Jude's is the best chance for many of them.
Ta Taaaa for now, as I go zipping down the hyway.
