Scary, Isn’t it?

I lost my driver’s license last week. Well, I think I know where it is, but I can’t go there to look for it since it is in someone else’s home.  I had it in my pocket last weekend when we went to a Halloween party.  I didn’t have it when I came home. I think it fell out of my pocket and is somewhere lodged in the sofa in their living room. They couldn’t find it, so I decided to go and get a new one this morning.

 

I was the firs person at the Driver’s license bureau. I figured this was going to be quick, easy, and painless. I could not have been more wrong.  The clerk was friendly and helpful, but his computer was not working.  Once he finally got the computer to work, the camera would not work so he couldn’t take my picture.  He finally got the camera to “work” and took my picture.  I put work in quotes because I don’t think the cameras at the DMV work properly.  I believe they are made by the same people that make the mirrors at the fun house at the local carnivals.  It can not be possible for me to look THAT BAD!  If I looked like my driver’s license photo, people would scream and run away as soon as they saw me!  (oh, wait…never mind).  Lets move on.

 

Once my picture was taken and all the questions in the computer had been answered twice, (I had to answer twice since the computer crashed again in the middle of the process) it was time to pay.  That is when I noticed the “no VISA” sign.  I thought that meant you couldn’t use a travel VISA to get a new license.  No, that meant you had to have cash, check, Mastercard, or American Express to pay for your license.  Crap.  I only had my visa card and a $20 bill.  Since the total was $31.25, I couldn’t pay.  The nice gentlemen let me leave and run to the bank up the street to take out the necessary funds to pay for my new driver’s license with a picture of some jowled-face-distored-clown on the thing.

 

I returned about 5 minutes later with the cash and got my lovely new card.  I would show you the picture, but you would start running and screaming and that would not be good for anyone.  Oh, what the heck…here you go!

 

 

 

Just kidding, but this is close!

 

Only As Old As You Feel

My husband Barry has really been working hard lately on improving his health.  He has been eating healthier foods, cutting way back on beer consumption, and working out every day.  He is feeling quite good about his efforts.  Until this morning.

 

He went into the school office to talk to the school about Halloween safety.  They have a video system they call the “news” and he talks about different items each week.  As he finished, he was leaving the office, when a little 1^st grader held the door open for him.  Barry thought that was quite nice and said a big “Thank you!”  The little child said “You remind me of my grandfather!”  oh (said with a very small mouth).  Barry was still polite and said “thank you!”  Then the lovely little one added “ He died a LOOOOONNNNGGG time ago.”

 

Last I talked to my husband he was taking some Geritol and looking for a place to nap.

How’s the Weather? Fine, thank you very much for asking.

A couple of weeks ago on my favorite radio station, Way-FM, the DJ was discussing bullying and teasing.  He wanted to know if anyone could still hear the voices of the tormentors in their heads.  He also wanted to know if those voices kept you from doing things in your life.  I thought back to all the teasing I received in elementary and high schools.  At that moment, I definitely started to hear the teasing again. I heard the name calling, and the bullying comments.  However, I realized that I had not heard them in a very long time. 

 

I grew up quickly. I am not talking about maturity. When I say “grew up” I mean that literally. I was 5’12” early in my teenage years. Yes, I know that 5’12” is technically 6’, however, it sounded better to be in the 5s instead of the 6s while a teenager.  Adding to the abnormal tallness I possessed, I had the “gift” of being exceptionally shy. Yea me!  These two lovely traits added up to many days of relentless teasing.  I could not wait to get out of school.  I got to hear “how is the weather up there?” “Do you play basketball?” (I still get that one), and so many others.  Now they seem so silly.

 

When I finally got out of high school, I was sure I would no longer be teased for being tall.  I assumed that mature adults would not be so unkind.  I was wrong.  There were many evenings while at a disco (yes, I’m that old) I would be asked to dance (while I was still sitting), and as soon as I stood up the idiot gentleman would say “Lord you are tall!” and walk away. No, I am not kidding.  I was taller than the average guy.  And to top it off, it appeared to me that every many over 6’ was dating a woman under 5’. That isn’t a bad thing, I have just noticed that. I guess that is a topic for another blog entry.

 

So, even though I was out of school, I still dealt with people with middle-school mentality.  I still felt too tall. I just wanted to meet a man over 6’ tall and be able to feel normal.  What I didn’t realize was that I was normal. My height didn’t define me. I was just the height that God wanted me to be.

 

I had this dream man in my head when I was younger. He would be blonde, blue-eyed, and tall. Definitely tall.  Then I met Barry. He was shorter than me. He had brown hair. He had brown eyes.  And he was PERFECT!  He didn’t exclaim “Wow are you tall” when I stood up. He didn’t care if I wore heels.  When we would meet people and they would say “She is taller than you!” (yes, that is true), he would respond with “NO, You are kidding! I had no idea.” And make me laugh. He liked my height. He liked me. Not the outside, he liked the inside.  He drowned out the voices in my head 25 years ago.  I didn’t even realize it until I heard the DJ as that question on the radio.  “do the tormentors from your past keep you from doing things in your present?”  NO! Not at all.  I’m tall and I love it! I enjoy the weather up here, I love to help people get things from top shelves, I love being taller than most people, I like the view, and I wouldn’t change a thing.

Barry, thank you for loving me, and teaching me how to love myself.

 

The weather is fine, thank you very much!

What a Weekend!

Everything about this past weekend was fantastic. The weather, the food, the fun, it was wonderful.  Even a broken washing machine couldn’t dampen my spirits.  I couldn’t thank God enough for the blessing He bestowed on us this past weekend. Enjoy the pictures and enjoy everyday!

I’m Melting!!!

The day started at 6:00am. There was a lot to set up for the Craft Show.  Once we walked the dogs and packed up to go, it was only 85 outside. I think the heat index was making it feel like 90 at that time.  What time? 8:00am.

 

We had our display ready by 8:30am.  It was around 90 at that time.  Very few people showed up to shop at the craft show.  I really can’t blame them. It was a record high even for Naples, FL today.  The high was around 95 with a heat index of 105 by 10:00am. 

 

Even though it was very hot, we were lucky.  We had a steady stream of people come and look at our creations and a number of pieces sold.  We were very happy.  By 2;00pm, we had sold around 10 pieces and were packing up to go home.  Barry is now taking a nap, and a am cooking dinner.  Tomorrow I begin making more jewelry.

 

 

 

 

When Did THAT Happen?

I was driving to work today and put on my usual radio station, Way FM 88.7.  Unfortunately, due to a power failure (I found that out later) they were not on the air.  I pushed another button and got the “Oldies” station.  I like songs from the 50s and 60s so I left it on.  However, what happened next was very upsetting.  The song that came on the radio was “Angel is a Centerfold” by J. Geils Band.  When did that become an OLDIE? Where did my youth go?  I was hoping for some Temptations, Supremes, or even Elvis.  But noooooo, I am officially an “Oldie”. Sigh.    I’m sure next you are going to tell me that happened a number of years ago.  I know it did. But I like denial. It works for me.

Where Have I Been?

I am so sorry I haven’t been here in a while, but I have been extremely busy. I know that my life is usually quite boring. However, for the past few weeks, it has been crazy busy.  I decided a few weeks ago, to make enough jewelry to seel at a craft show. The show is Saturday, October 10th.  That would be this coming Saturday. I have worked day and night "making bead!"  My friend Ann came down for a long weekend last week and we spent most of the time "making bead!"  She even stayed up until 2:00am to "make bead!"   I now have enough to sell at the upcoming show. Wish me luck.  I am going to post pictures of some of the items here on the blog and you can let me know what you think.

 

Take care and I hope everyong is doing great!