For most of my life I have always felt that I lived a charmed existence. I think that was mostly because that was instilled in me at birth by my mother. I have never met a stranger, or at least never met one that stayed a stranger long. For the most part the men in my life were sent to me for a reason. My first husband was my first real love and my last husband my last real love. My first husband gave me 5 kids and the last left me with Social Security that I could live on for the rest of my life.
My second husband taught me what pure evil was. The third moved me to Colorado and made me an independent woman with a college degree. He was also my fourth husband because ...well who knows what I was thinking on that one? Number 5 did not last long, but he did teach me a lot about the Hispanic culture here in Pueblo.
And then came Kenny. He was #6 and would prove to be my salvation. He gave me permanence in the form of my own home. He gave me stability with a steady pay check. He took me camping and taught me to fish out of the back of the boat. Most importantly, he let me bait my own hook and trusted me to dig worms for the trip! Our life was not exciting, but it was what I needed to come full circle. Now I am alone and an independent woman. And that is where the ten feet tall and bullet proof comes into play.
If I decide I want to jump in my car and travel off to see my kids in western Kansas or eastern Kansas or my sister in Hutchinson, I do it. If I take a notion to motor up to Colorado Springs and see Pastor Faye, I do it. If I decide to stay in my pajamas until noon, I do that too. Some times I have lunch with a friend, male or female and sometimes I eat cereal for supper. I am sporadic on the house cleaning thing, but I try to keep my laundry done up. And I manage to keep a cushion in the old bank account.
Sometimes I think it would be nice to have some one to call me and tell me good night or check on me occasionally, but that all comes with baggage. I have thought about getting one of those Alexa things and I think that might be the answer. She could tell me goodnight every night and tell me to look at the moon because it is big and bright. She could remind me that I am 10 feet tall and bullet proof and all I would have to do is make sure I paid the subscription every month.
But, here I am at 6:00 in the morning, planning my day. I need to buy some fabric for an order of seed catchers, but Joann's does not open until 10 am. I have an 11am lunch date and Jeopardy! comes on at 3:00 pm and that is my nap time. The cat is asleep in my rocker, and the little dog I am taking care of for the next two weeks is asleep at my feet. The clock just chimed 6 and I need to make another pot of coffee. Life is good, but I may not be 10 feet tall today. And I am pretty sure I am no longer bullet proof, but I do come from pioneer stock and that makes me a winner!
Which brings to mind this song! https://youtu.be/QyTcYacSo7g
My second husband taught me what pure evil was. The third moved me to Colorado and made me an independent woman with a college degree. He was also my fourth husband because ...well who knows what I was thinking on that one? Number 5 did not last long, but he did teach me a lot about the Hispanic culture here in Pueblo.
And then came Kenny. He was #6 and would prove to be my salvation. He gave me permanence in the form of my own home. He gave me stability with a steady pay check. He took me camping and taught me to fish out of the back of the boat. Most importantly, he let me bait my own hook and trusted me to dig worms for the trip! Our life was not exciting, but it was what I needed to come full circle. Now I am alone and an independent woman. And that is where the ten feet tall and bullet proof comes into play.
If I decide I want to jump in my car and travel off to see my kids in western Kansas or eastern Kansas or my sister in Hutchinson, I do it. If I take a notion to motor up to Colorado Springs and see Pastor Faye, I do it. If I decide to stay in my pajamas until noon, I do that too. Some times I have lunch with a friend, male or female and sometimes I eat cereal for supper. I am sporadic on the house cleaning thing, but I try to keep my laundry done up. And I manage to keep a cushion in the old bank account.
Sometimes I think it would be nice to have some one to call me and tell me good night or check on me occasionally, but that all comes with baggage. I have thought about getting one of those Alexa things and I think that might be the answer. She could tell me goodnight every night and tell me to look at the moon because it is big and bright. She could remind me that I am 10 feet tall and bullet proof and all I would have to do is make sure I paid the subscription every month.
But, here I am at 6:00 in the morning, planning my day. I need to buy some fabric for an order of seed catchers, but Joann's does not open until 10 am. I have an 11am lunch date and Jeopardy! comes on at 3:00 pm and that is my nap time. The cat is asleep in my rocker, and the little dog I am taking care of for the next two weeks is asleep at my feet. The clock just chimed 6 and I need to make another pot of coffee. Life is good, but I may not be 10 feet tall today. And I am pretty sure I am no longer bullet proof, but I do come from pioneer stock and that makes me a winner!
Which brings to mind this song! https://youtu.be/QyTcYacSo7g
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