Am I There Yet? A vintage girl’s journey across America

Don’t lie.  Tell the truth.  At some point in your life you’ve wanted to run away. When you were a kid maybe you wanted to run away from school or siblings or parents. As an adult perhaps you wanted to disappear from responsibilities or relationships.  I think we’ve all dreamed of running away to be free of some challenge we don’t want to face.

Personally, I wanted to run away to be a cowboy.  Not a cowgirl because I didn’t want to wear a stupid cowgirl skirt like Dale Evans.  7bb1c95f5b52b94d7d3a68f0dcc759f9--cowgirl-images-dale-evans

Get lost Tonto!  I wanted to be the Lone Ranger’s sidekick.  I wanted to gamble with Maverick, ride with the Cartwrights, fly with Sky King, shoot with the Rifleman, right wrongs with Cheyenne and Sugarfoot, Johnny Yuma, Wyatt Earp,  Bat Masterson, et al.

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Well, after all these years I’m finally doing it.  I’m running toward my childhood dreams of the Wild West.  I’ve packed my car and will be taking the ultimate roadtrip solo.  From Port Charlotte, FL to Seattle, WA.  I will be SUV camping in state and national parks along the way with only myself and my audio books for company, my travel apps and Atlas to guide me and 50 years of imagining, dreaming and planning.

Many of my friends and family are appalled that I’m driving across the country by myself, flying by the seat of my pants, following my nose, drifting with the wind. I’ve made no reservations for campsites or hotel rooms because I don’t know how far I will drive each day or how long I will tarry at various locations.  What they don’t realize is that I have spent months poring over my maps and brochures from state tourism bureaus and Chambers of Commerce and have made this trip numerous times in my mind.  I want no schedules or appointments, no time limits or responsibilities.

So, if you’ve ever dreamed of running away you’re welcome to join me. I will describe what I see and feel along the way – – Florida, Georgia, Tennessee, Kentucky, a little bit of Illinois, Missouri, a tiny bit of Iowa, Nebraska, Wyoming, Montana, Oregon and Washington.

Hi, ho Silver, away!

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I Gained Half a Pound

Daily Prompt:  Later

This morning I weighed myself and found that I’d gained half a pound.  Later I stepped on the scale but this time I sucked in my stomach.  I was still up half a pound.

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Body Parts that Jiggle

Daily Prompt – Jiggle

So you get to a certain age and body parts don’t stay where they’re supposed to:

  • You raise your arms to style your hair and your underarms jiggle like batwings.
  • You swing your legs out of bed in the morning and your thighs keep swinging.
  • You shake your head “no” and your neck starts gobbling.
  • You wake up on your back and wonder why there are pillows under your arms … they’re your boobs.
  • You turn over in bed and you have to wait a nanosecond for your tummy to follow.
  • You don’t dare jog because your gazongas could knock you out.
  • You think you’re being followed but it’s only your ass slapping against the back of your legs.

And then you realize that your belly shakes “like a bowl full of jelly.” Merry Christmas.

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My Baby Wants to be an 18-Wheeler

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Or…

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My everyday decisions:

  • Get out of bed and exercise OR snuggle in with a cup of coffee and Facebook
  • Wash my hair OR wear a baseball cap
  • Clean the pool OR put my feet up and read a book
  • Take the recycled bin out to the roadway OR wait another week
  • Put on makeup, get dressed, run errands OR stay home and doodle around the house
  • Pay the bills OR go shopping
  • Answer the phone OR  let it go to voice mail
  • Work in the yard OR play with my grandkids
  • Quilt OR crochet
  • Watch HGTV OR read a good book
  • Clean the bathrooms OR float in the pool and read a good book
  • Go grocery shopping OR eat an unidentified object from the refrigerator
  • Clean the house OR meet a girlfriend for lunch
  • Take my daily walk at sunrise OR sunset
  • Send a text to my kids OR call them
  • Cook dinner OR go out for Happy Hour and appetizers
  • Scotch OR wine

Either/or, neither/nor …. Life is good.

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Goliath

Daily PromptRelish

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Simple Definition of relish

  • : enjoyment of or delight in something

  • : a feeling of liking something

I seldom watch television unless I have some hand work that makes it worth my while to sit still; i.e., binding a quilt, crocheting an afghan, stitching applique or stuffing a pillow or doll.  Or, if I’m lying on the couch because I’m ill and feeling sorry for myself.

Therefore, I relish binging on a good TV series.  I don’t understand why I prefer a television series vs movies, maybe because I can stop after each episode and get up to do something exciting – laundry, dishes, floors, groceries, dusting; stuff like that.

Some of my favorites?  Midsomer Murders, Ripper Street, Luther, Downton Abbey (of course), Happy Valley, Transparent, Viking, Reign, Longmire and now (drum roll, please) – Goliath with Billy Bob Thornton.

I’m making fabric dolls for my year old granddaughter for Christmas so I watched three episodes of Goliath the first night, three episodes last night and have timed it perfectly leaving two episodes and the final seam on the doll to coincide tonight.  Maybe I’ll even have a hotdog and chips while I watch the show and try not to drip any relish on the couch.

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As it was in the beginning, so it is …

Daily Prompt – Base

I started babysitting when I was 12 earning $.50 per hour; $1 an hour for New Years Eve.  I was allowed to start wearing lipstick when I was 13.  So, the first thing I did on my 13th birthday was hit the cosmetic aisle at Woolworths.  I bought a tube of “Blush Pink” by Coty and my first makeup base, CoverGirl liquid.  Oh, and don’t forget a spray bottle of Evening in Paris with matching body powder. It was several years before I graduated to Jean Nate.   That first cosmetic buying trip (I think I spent $8) was my initiation to gorgeous – or so I believed.

I knew nothing about matching my liquid base to my skin tone.  I figured since I grew up on Miami Beach and was tan, that was the color I should use. I thought I looked beautiful when actually I had a kind of orange glow a la Donald Trump.  I knew nothing about blending my base coat out toward my jawline and neck so,  mask-like I went to school dreaming I looked like Twiggy.  Did I mention that I have freckles and was chubby?  You can imagine what my troglodyte “friends” had to say.548301f7c19d2_-_mcx-60s-supermodels-8-s2

Fast forward 50+ years and I just wish I could supplement my retirement income with the $$$ I’ve spent on makeup — liquids, cakes, cremes, powders — Lancome, Estee Lauder, Maybelline, MAC,  Avon, Urban Decay, Clinique, L’Oreal – you name it, I’ve tried it. In addition to my makeup base, I’ve spent a fortune on eyeliners, eye shadows, concealers, blushers, wrinkle removers, cover-ups, et al.  And guess what?

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Carry Me Back to Ole Virginny

Daily Prompt:  Carry

 

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Maybe, Baby

Daily Prompt – Maybe

If you’re over 50 you might remember The Chantels, but

what about “Maybe” by Janis Joplin:

Enjoy.

 

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Musings of a Muse

The Daily Post:  “Muse”

While trying on bathing suits in a dressing room with a three-way mirror, I discovered that in a previous incarnation I must have been Reuben’s muse.  The 16th century artist apparently loved chubby women.  Hence, the term “Reubenesque”.  My kinda guy.

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