Saturday, July 25, 2009
I`m Baaack!
Whooey, where to start!
We went out to eat on my birthday. We were at the salad bar, building our salads, when they announced that the Space Shuttle was fixin to launch (after being cancelled for several days prior). We all dropped what we were doing and ran out to the parking lot to witness. We saw it separate, part went off into the clouds towards space and part turned back towards earth. At the moment of separation, there was a sonic BOOM! I felt it in my feet, up my legs, past my hoo-hah and my belly did a flip. AWESOME! My scalp tingled.
We had an interesting waiter. Gay as a blade. Dad asked for him special. Came to our table with no pen or paper and took our order. Drinks, appetizers, how would you like your steak cooked, fries, onion rings or baked, etc. Wrote absolutely nothing down. Even with the confusion of the launch, and all of us taking a different seat when we returned, he got it right! Spot on! Dad said he brought a party of 27 at Christmas and he did it then also.
So I played on the beach, played in the pool, shopped the beach shops, got my hair cut in a fancy salon, copped a tan. Mom bought me some pretty clothes and Diane fueled my addiction for Savorsky crystals. I`ve got em in my ears, on my toes and around my ankle. A girl`s gotta sparkle, dontchya know!
They took me for the famous "Roll yer eyes back up in yer head" scallop sandwich one day for lunch. I defied the Cocktail Law and had a frosty mug of beer at NOON. Actually, I defied the Cocktail Law on more than one occasion! I went by Indiana time, which is an hour early, then factored in the I`m on vacation clause, which buys another 2 hours, and before ya know it, I could justify cocktails for breakfast!
Diane and I found ourselves alone at the community pool one day. Not a pool Nazi in sight! We went down the list of pool regulations, beginning with "Must shower with soap before entering pool" and "No jumping or diving permitted" and did (unwashed) cannonballs right there in front of God and each other. We drew the line at peeing in the pool. We were, after all, raised better than that.
I learned that I was called MonkeySue when I was small because I clung to my mamma and wouldn`t let her set me down. How did I never know that till I`m 52?
Thursday, July 9, 2009
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