Self Portrait Challenge

(November’s challenge: GLAM)

The Un-prom

In high school I had two very best friends and we did everything together; we crafted and stayed up all night and drank wine and talked about our dreams and watched old movies and took pictures of one another and laughed and laughed and laughed.

It was perfect.

I had a few boyfriends off and on during those years but none could compare to my best girl friends; they just didn’t make me think as deeply or feel as free or as happy.  And so I never went to the prom; no-one asked and I might not have gone anyway.

But my sister went to the prom; she was asked every year and the dresses accumulated in her closet like blue little bits of history.

The summer after we graduated, my girl friends and I were sitting around one day and we questioned why no-one ever asked any of us to the prom?  Was it because we only danced with each other when we went to dances? Was it because we didn’t show any great interest in mega girly stuff?  Was it because we never chased boys around?  Did everyone assume we were lesbians because we whispered secrets to each other and were rarely apart?

We could not figure out the answers but we could put on my sister’s dresses and run through the fields and have our very own un-prom.

And we did

(1986)

I remember the day so clearly, how we ran through those back fields, barefoot and laughing because we could.

I had never felt so glamorous, so free, so loved.

Some questions are not meant to be answered, 

it is better to live in joy.

Spontaneity, It’s What’s For Breakfast

So, I’ve been thinking about taking a trip for the last year.  My feet have been itching to go somewhere and I have been struggling with the challenge of Roo and her issues with riding in car seats and screeching.  And then It occurred to me last week, why can’t I go somewhere with a friend?  A vacation just for rest and renewal and exploration of a new place.  Why not? It has been over 8 years.

Why not, indeed.

So yesterday morning it struck me that perhaps my mother would be the person to go with; she never goes anywhere and it would be a great excuse to do something she would NEVER do otherwise and we could spend some time together. I started looking for simple trips within the U.S. and found ticket prices in the $300-$400 range.   While we have little money and this will be a financial challenge, we could handle this. 

But wait, are there other options?

YES THERE ARE!!!!!! 

So I called her up,

 ”Mum, you want to go on a vacation with me in March, just the two of us?”

” yes, that would be great, where are you thinking we could go?”

“Paris, Mum, let’s go to Paris!”

“What?! Really?! We could DO that?!”

“YES we can!”

“Then let’s go to Paris!!!”

And I booked the tickets (only $319.00 round trip, each!!!!!) and we are going in early March.

Just. like. that.

  Who says I’m not still spontaneous?

wheeeeeeee…

P.S. Trevor will be watching the kids for a whole week!  (I’m “cashing in”all those 3-4 week herp trips he has taken over the past 7 years)

Good Stuff, Amusements

(And Turkeys I Have Known)

Good Stuff

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  A Goodwill store grand opening loaded with great buys; books for work, new sheepskin slippers, new LL Bean slip on boots/shoes, a tourmaline ring,  a sterling baby bracelet for Roo (Christmas), new puppets for Roo (also Christmas),circular knitting needles and other bounty.


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  The man at the fish market said I had beautiful hair (and made my week!)


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  All of you for being so sweet about my last post, Thanks for the support!  This self portrait journey has taken me places I never thought I’d dare go and I am freed by it weekly. 


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  I dug up some childhood pics of Trev and am having them made into coasters for Christmas

This kills me, I love it so much!

Amusements

• I have always fancied older men (yes, I’m sure you remember my odd penchant for Steve Martin) and the age I have always fancied is around 45-50.   So what happens when I reach that age and then pass it? Will I then like “younger” men?  And what about Steve, will I still love him then?

Turkeys I Have Known

• all the guys who ever dumped me (before I had the chance to dump them)


• the kid who punched me on the bus in 3rd grade and made me lose my breath.


• the guy who tried to steal our generator (in AZ) and I had to run him off with our 67′ Chevy.


• my chemistry teacher in 9th grade who made me think having breasts was a curse (by staring at them and making me feel rotten).


• the guy in 10th grade who nicknamed me “wedge” because he caught me fixing my panties.  He called me that for the next 2.5 years.


• the person who broke into our car in Maine and stole our stereo and tools.


• the person who broke into our car in AZ and smashed all our windows and stole NOTHING.


• whomever broke into our computer last year and stole ALL of our info and charged up a small fortune in toll calls to porn sites.

   Ah, this feels really good.  I know it is a bit of a downer post in a season of gratitude but sometimes you just have to let it out.   I will stop now or I will be here all night.  I have board games to play with my husband and a bottle of wine with our names on it.  The turkeys can wait. 

Hope your Thanksgiving is full of love! 

Self Portrait Challenge

November’s Challenge: GLAM

 Self Portrait as 70′s trash glam

MEOW

(let’s see if I can leave this up without chickening out)

For Exchange

one exceedingly corny holiday card (and I say this without having created it yet)   for your holiday greeting.

Who’s in?

(just message me with your address and I will respond with the same)

and just because I love this one

This Makes Me Far Happier Than it Should

But what can you do?

“crack up”, I suppose.

Self Portrait Challenge

November’s Challenge: GLAM!

While I am the least glamorous person I know, my sister has style;

we spent today at her house and she fixed me up real purty-like.

I liked it so much , I drove home in it.

A girl could get used to this.

 Blog Music

thanks everyone for your input!  Here is what I will do for now, I will post the title and artist currently playing on the left module under websites.  Additionally, if you don’t want the music there is a button on the bottom of the page that allows you to click and turn the music off if you don’t enjoy it. 

I really enjoy putting music on here as it fills out the picture for me; it reflects how I see myself and how I feel on a given day. 

A Proposition, A Question and a Truth

The Proposition

We have an over abundance of children’s videos and the kids are getting tired of the majority of them, anyone want to swap 10 or 20 with us to keep things fresh?  Ours are for age range 4-8-ish and I’d be glad to send some titles to anyone who is interested.

The Question

What do you think of the music?  Is it distracting?  When people have music on their blogs consistantly do you get used to it and feel sad when it changes or do you get tired of it?  Thoughts?

A Truth

While we were away on vacation our neighbor not only fixed our broken tractor but dragged/repaired our bumpy, mess-of-a-dirt-driveway

And this for no reason other than he is kind and we are his neighbors.

It’s a good world.

Sleep peacefully…

Why Halloween Is Rough For A Two Year Old

And not so bad for a seven year old