People Aways Say, If I Won The Lottery, I'd....Bla, Bla, Bla But Seriously, I'd Have a Chauffeur. Driving is My Buggaboo.

Do you know what this is? I didn't either. It's an icon light that came on in the dashboard of my car. Yikes, I've never seen this before. I'm driving to the store and suddenly I become very nervous. I don't speak icon. What is it trying to tell me? Leaking oil? There's a bomb under the hood? As soon as I get to the parking lot, I dig out the car manual. Oh, I hate these things. I find that little "Power to the People" sign. It means low tire pressure. I just got new tires a few days ago and they look OK to me. Dang, this means a wasted trip back to the tire store.

People love their autos. They clean, fluff and buff them. I never see a dirty car on the street. That tells me something. A car wash is a good business to own. So it's back to the tire store for some answers.

Answers I got. I usually get more information than I really want to know. The tire mechanic showed me a small bulb-like thing that was attached to the air tube (the thingy you put the air in) that was inside the tire. The bulb thing is sensitive, he explained, (big deal, so am I) and will set off the icon even with a small fluctuation in pressure. The way to reset it so the icon light will go off is to drive over 35 mph for at least 10 minutes. Fooey. That would be a highway drive and I live a few blocks from the tire store. So as this story ends, I'm still driving around with the icon light annoying me.

But all kidding aside, if I won the lottery, I'd have a full time chauffeur. Drive me here, drive me there. Ahhhh what luxury that would be. What would you do if you won big lottery millions?

What Car Would You Buy?

I would buy this 1929 Desoto if I could afford it, have a place to protect it and have a chauffeur to maintain it. But after a lot of consideration, it's not worth the added annoyances. I recall I was once talking to a Gypsy and somehow the conversation got around to refrigerators. He didn't own one and said he didn't want one. I asked why, of course, dumb but curious me. He said a fridge would be nice to keep his food from spoiling but think of the expense and it would completely ruin his life. He went on to say that if he had a fridge, he'd need electricity and an outlet to plug it into. Ah ha.... that means a house. A house means a mortgage. A mortgage means money and money means a job. No thank you. He'd rather deal with the rotten food.

Some years ago my old Plymouth went kaput, finito, the end. My husband, never having put his energy into cars, simply said, "Go out and buy another." I knew he really wouldn't fuss about the price or what kind of car I chose, so that was no problem. Well ..... he might have raised an eyebrow if I'd come home with a Lamborghgini (I don't even know how to spell it so how would I know how to drive one) but I didn't. I came home with a little Nissan pickup. I think the price was about eight or ten thousand, but so long ago I don't recall. People were shocked at my choice. My husband could certainly afford a more expensive car and a truck, yet!!!!! Why would I chose a truck? It was way before it was stylish to drive a pickup ..... especially for a woman.

At the time, I was into antiques and a truck was perfect for my scroungings. It was small and easy to park. Zippy for little vehicle. It had AC and a radio with disc player (the old tape thing, but it was long ago, remember). It also had a heater, of course, which I didn't really need because we lived in Florida at the time. It met all my needs. I loved it.

What would I buy today? Well, now I live in Montana & do mountain travel. I recently did buy another Nissan X-Terra.... bright red. I put the doggie shield in the back and Cody has her little apartment. Still suits my needs. If I'm stuck in the winter, I shove it into 4-wheel and zip I'm out of the muck.

Cars are rather fun. What would you buy or what did you buy? It's been said that you can tell a person by the car they drive. Is zat so? That would be a good conversation. Tell me. I want to see & hear about kj's "pride with Grandmother sitting on the bumper." Gotta love that car.