What do you want for Christmas?

World peace? Nope. A relaxing day at the spa? Nope. A friggen 1956 thunderbird with a porthole window. My dream car. I have wanted one of these since I was a teenager. I want one fully restored in excellent condition. Why you ask? Oh you jest. Its because it is spells F R E E D O M. Freedom from having to take kids to any sports practice or recitals. No one could borrow it for a date or the prom. Nope it would be my great escape. My pretend I am Elizabeth Taylor moment in her Cat on a Hot Tin Roof days. I would look so sporty with a scarf tied around my updo so not to mess it when the windows are down. I would be listening to something hip from the late 50's like the Platters. I would have my dark cateye sunglasses and my bright crisom lipstick on. I would be the envy of every coolcat. Yep this is what I want under my tree. Santa Baby.. I am asking.. I have been very very good.