Retro Post-my porsche 911

The party I missed went well.
"One of the Doctors pulled up in his new Porsche!" the hostess revealed.
"Was it a 911?" I asked
"I don't really know, what do they look like?" she questioned.
As I started to describe a 911, she looked at me quizzically.
"I only ask because I had a 911 once. I won it in a raffle" Which really brought to mind a better story than the one at hand. I wasn't leaving the conversation without full disclosure.
Before I got married, I got a call from my friend Deb in NJ.
"Hey, do you want to buy raffle tickets for a porsche 911. Jack Daniels Porsche donated one for the school raffle"
Not having any kids, thinking a raffle ticket was probably 10 bucks, I said, "Sure, will do."
"Okay, each ticket is 100.00" Crap. Well, I still had a separate checking account so I could probably swing it.
"Meet my husband at the halloween hockey tournement and he will give it to you."
I trekked down to Marlborough and saw the hockey game. We completely forgot to exchange money for the ticket. Feeling like I escaped a speeding bullet, I remained quiet, but fate wouldn't let me remain ticket-less.
She called again. "Just mail me the check and I will mail you the ticket"
The day I wrote the check, I went over my friend Ann Marie's house to visit with her mom. We sat on the deck, it was a warm day. As we were talking, Ladybugs would land on my arm, on the table, and generally seemed to be attracted to me.
'Its okay, ladybugs are good luck' I thought.
I mailed the check. I got the ticket.
Fast forward to the week before our wedding, the day of the raffle. December 4 we had the final meeting with the caterer at the hotel and were in the back seat of my mothers Buick Century or my fathers Pontiac Bonneville like two twelve year olds. My parents buy the same car every few years.
"It's almost 11a and they are going to call my name!" I said.
"What are you talking about?" My mom turned back and asked.
"The car raffle!" I said. "I am going to win a porsche!"
My mother mumbled something about positive thinking, conversations with God, or my ensuing insanity, and we all turned to the task at hand.
As we were going through seating, vegetarians, and general table numbers, my future and now mother in law called.
"My mom fell in the driveway and hurt her ankle." my husband said. Not a good sign the week before our wedding. She wanted to see how it developed and would call us back if she needed anything.
We finished up and headed to my parents house. I mentioned I wanted to go to the mall to get some things. We hopped in the car and headed toward the mall, but were stopped by another phone call about my mother in law's ankle.
"Not looking good, she wants to go to the emergency room" He said.
"Well, I need to go to the mall so lets go back to Malden and get my car"
Getting into the elevator, that was probably the slowest elevator in exsistence, we remembered the porsche drawing.
"hey, who do you think won?" my then future husband asked.
"Probably some rich family that already has one" I said.
Entering the apartment, the answering machine boasted 10 messages. "What the heck is going on?" I said. "we were gone for 3 hours!"
We started playing them.
"Naaaaattttt. you have to call us." my friend Deb said.
next message. Her husband. More urgent. "Nat, CAll us, you are never going to believe it!"
My parents called, possibly the 6th message. "Where are you. We are going to the mall to look for you."
I called Deb. We won the porsche. All 80K of it! We were jumping up and down, screaming, happy that we could now buy a house without a problem.
The phone rang. My mother in law concerned about her ankle. We totally forgot.
He got in the car (his mazda-slumming it now!) and drove his mom to the emergency room. He called me.
"Hey, what year is the car, a 99 or 2000?" He asked
"Where are you?" I asked.
"At the porsche dealership in Burlington."
"What did you do with your mother?" I asked
"I just dropped her off at the emergency room entrance and told her to call me when she was ready to be picked up" He said.
I probably should have been concerned, but was too excited.
I won a porsche!