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Gotta Have More Cushie for my Tushie

I don’t believe the good lord intended for my 67-year old ass to ride on a narrow mountain bike seat for any extended period of time.  If such were His intentions, He would have made my ass smaller or the seat bigger.

bike1As we all know, the road to Hell is paved with good intentions and I intend to live a healthier lifestyle by riding my bike for any errand within a 3-mile radius of my home.  Today was the first day of the rest of my life (do you like my aphorisms?) with a 3-mile ride to return library books and pick up a few audio books for my car trip next week.  Mission accomplished in 40 minutes, including 10 minutes to choose my audio books.

Pros:  feel good & energetic, proud of myself, felt safe & secure on my smaller bike, no accidents

Cons:  my ass bones hurt.  I didn’t know there were bones in your ass.  Temporarily solved the problem by alternating butt cheeks on the saddle.

So, there is definitely a larger, cushier bike seat in my future as I continue to peddle my ass around town.

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I Don’t Want to be Rescued

Daily Prompt:  A classic question, revisited: what are the five items you must have on a deserted island?

My five requirements to survive on a deserted island:

  1.   Survival gear (including books)
  2.   Wine
  3.   Self-starting logs with plenty of firewood and a Bic
  4.   Internet connection with my iPhone
  5.   Hugh Jackman and a large quilt

 

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Sisters Camping Trip # 3 – Preparation

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So, the Princess and I survived our first two camping adventures without hurting each other.  I always try mightily to back my Casita travel trailer into our camp site but I echo Blanche DuBois (A Streetcar Named Desire), “I have always depended on the kindness of strangers,” when I fail miserably.  My job is to sweat and cuss and try and try again to back the camper in the right direction.  Yes, I know you have to turn the wheel in the opposite direction from where you want the trailer to go. The Princess’ job is to stand around looking adorable with an an imploring look & pleading smile while nearby campers rush to volunteer to back the trailer in for us.  I guess it takes a village.  Whatever.

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This time we’re heading to St. George Island State Park in the Florida panhandle.  We’ll camp on the beach and explore Apalachicola and other coastal towns.  We’ll eat lots of seafood — shrimp, oysters, mullet, etc.  It’s going to be cold (30’s-40’s at night) so walks on the beach may mean bundling up in several layers. Picture two female Pillsbury dough boys and pray we don’t trip.  “We’ve fallen and we can’t get up.”

I’ve prepared and frozen two meals, chili one night and chicken cacciatore for another night.  I plan to store them in the freezer compartment to help keep the refrigerator cold, then use my slow cooker to defrost and heat up our dinner when we’re ready.  I’m buying steaks & Idaho potatoes for our first night. Since we don’t have a very good track record with grilling on an outdoor fire, I’ll buy New York strips instead of rib eyes just in case our dreams go up in smoke (again).  The Princess is responsible for cocktails and appetizers for the trip and local restaurants and bars will fill in the gaps.weenie

I live in southwest Florida and the Princess lives in central Florida so we coordinate our departure times and meet at the confluence of I-75 and the Florida Turnpike in Wildwood.   Her husband transfers her luggage (matching pieces of course) to my car and off we go.

I’ll let you know when we get there.

 

 

 

 

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Dream Girls Over 60 Unite … Read My Blog!

Blogging 101, assignment 4, Your Dream Reader

I hope my blogs will reach mid-century girls – women over the age of 60 who may be wondering about the next phase of their lives.  Perhaps they’ve worked all their lives and it’s time for them to retire or maybe they’ve been stay-at-home moms and it’s time for their husbands to retire.  Regardless, they are beginning a new lifestyle and it can be intimidating not only from a financial and health perspective but also considering spending 24/7 with spouses or significant others.  It can be a trial, a challenge, or tremendously funny.

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There are other issues such as wrinkles (face & thigh, butt & neck), weight gain, hormones, hair loss, fashion challenges, health & medical issues for both spouses, and any number of other exciting things to look forward to.  There’s a myriad of things to be unhappy or worry about but, as we all know, with age comes wisdom and, more importantly, freedom!

Freedom to go commando, to not wear makeup, to pull your hair back into a ponytail or not color it for months.  Freedom to jump in your car, stop at an ATM & withdraw as much cash as you can and hit the road until the money runs out. Freedom to let someone else worry about paying the bills (especially since you’ve withdrawn all the money), solve the kids’ and grandkids’ problems, cook the meals, do the grocery shopping, do the laundry. Freedom to take the time to get in shape, eat right, be as glamorous or as “natural” as you want.

So, I would like to reach my 60+ age friends out there and help them see the bright side, the adventures, the challenges, the humor that awaits them as they travel through the highways & byways of the rest of their lives.

Girls, remember, worrying will make you ugly!  We’ve waited all our lives to have fun, so let’s do it!

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Either way, it’s all good!

 

 

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Who Am I? I am (not) Jean Valjean 25601

Now bring me prisoner 24601
Your time is up
And your parole’s begun
You know what that means.

 Yes, it means I’m free.  (Les Miserables)

After almost 50 years in shackles, I gained my freedom when I retired 14 months ago.  I’m not saying that I didn’t enjoy my career but the bottom line is that I spent those years doing what I needed to do, not what I wanted to do.  Unlike those fortunate enough to turn their avocations into well-paid careers, I evolved into a business administrator spending my days solving technical and personnel issues, budgeting, writing, interacting with the public, etc. while my heart and mind were yearning to travel, daydream, read and create.

In anticipation of my freedom I purchased a 17-foot Casita travel trailer and a Kia Sorrento to tow it.  Over the next several months I learned how to hook it up, drive it and set it up at camp sites by myself.  I have driven cross country (north to south)and camped solo – not bad for a scaredy cat 60-something woman who always thought camping meant staying at a cheap motel, who’s afraid of the dark and worms.

I want every day for the rest of my life to contain at least one adventure to share on my blog …  planning a trip, trying a new recipe or a new product, solving a problem, or sharing a new book.  I want to encourage other women to break through their comfort levels, step out of their boxes, overcome their fears, declare their independence and, most importantly, fulfill their dreams.

It’s not easy to do whatever you want after a lifetime of fulfilling the needs of everyone else as a mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister, an employee, a grandmother, a friend; to release some of those responsibilities and begin living a few of your own dreams.  Feels kind of selfish at first but I recovered quickly.

Now that I’m unrestrained, unchained, unrestricted it’s hard to prioritize all the things I want to do.  I’ve taken a yoga class, Zumba, traveled to New Orleans, visited Ruby Falls and the Chickamauga battle field.  I’ve investigated an old cemetery with my brother, camped in Key West by myself, sewn quilts and crocheted afghans, taken a 1200 mile road trip with my sister, and probably read over 90 books in the past 14 months.  I’ve painted part of my lanai, removed the old fans and light fixtures and will begin working on the cracks in the pool deck so I can renovate with bright Mexican colors.  I’ve started an eBay business, continued my long-arm quilting business and, of course, started blogging.

Indulgent and selfish?  You bet!  And I want to share it all on this blog.  I’m looking forward to participating in Word Press’ “Blogging 101”.

 

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