Tuesday, October 19, 2010

A Trip Back In Time


I find myself less than inspired lately. I have plenty to write about, just not motivated to get it all down. It is, after all, the end of the season and I am not as young as I used to be. This was made all too clear last week when a young military family checked in for the evening. I offered the discount that I do to all active and non-active military families as a thanks for their service. The wife and children came in to check out the contents of my store after they had gotten set up. Yvonne happened to be here, in my house when the lady came in. Since I knew they were moving to Wichita, and that is where Yvonne had lived, I mentioned it. I cannot remember what curve the conversation took, but the lady mentioned how nice it was to have my daughter here with me.


I am a mere seven years Yvonne's senior. I would be lying if I said that I was not affected by this assumption. Yvonne is a very youthful looking almost 50 year old and I have never been ashamed to own my 57 years. I have been told that I look younger than I am ................ I can only assume that I was not having a very good day as far as looks go. I am tired. But, I haven't noticed a drastic change in my appearance. Maybe I need a new mirror, or should I have my eyes checked.


I colored my hair today. I washed that gray away. Then I carefully applied make-up before opening the store. I feel the same, though. Tired, counting the hours until bedtime. Must have something to do with all the sneezing and itchy eyes. Allergies, I suppose. The little heat wave has got things blooming that normally aren't blooming this time of year. That must be it, cause I know I am not old!
Last week Yvonne and I went on our Amish adventure. Seems like we drove forever down roads that look much like this one.

This sign is not very clear, but it says 'HalleluYah Way'.

I love this dwelling with the wash on the line in the front yard. Maybe that was the side yard, the front could have been down that little trail.



The horse has turned to watch Yvonne as she takes his picture. The passenger dog was as sweet as could be!
I didn't see any handicapped parking spaces at the store.




Look at those mums! They were cheap, too. I didn't get any, though. I wanted to spend my money on honey and spices.






I want to go back in the spring. There is a seed store, but we didn't go. In the spring, that is when I want to hit the seed store.

Every one was very friendly, even this little kitten! I found the honey and have been taking a tablespoon daily. He who sometimes mocks my efforts keeps asking if it has worked yet. I haven't answered yet. Besides the honey I found so many treasures. I got some beef jerky for my dad. I used to buy it for him in Minnesota until I could no longer find it. My dad loves beef jerky and dried fruit. The spices were priced so reasonably. I stocked up on the ones I use the most and found some I have been unable to find before. I was so glad I went.
Despite the fact that Yvonne has been chortling merrily as she teases me good naturedly about being her mom, I will no doubt go on another adventure with her. She even had her husband ask what he should be calling me now. He wanted to know if "Mum" would be okay. I laugh along with them, because I know the day will come when I will get them back. I am just waiting and watching for that perfect opportunity ..............







15 comments:

Brian Miller said...

smiles. you are not old at all...i do imagine you are tired after the season though...looks like a fun trip...wash on the line is very nice...love the fresh smell of clothes off the line.

ellen abbott said...

No, 57 is not old.

Twice now, when I have been out with my sister here in the country town, acquaintances of hers have asked if if I was her daughter. hee hee. She's only three years my senior, 63 to my 60. We have different coloring and different skin, plus I had been going to the gym regularly for the previous 6 or 7 years so things were tight.

@ly said...

You are not OLD! Maybe it is not you who needs your eyes checked but the person who made the statement needs their eyes checked & their mouthes washed!!!

Deep in the Heart of Happy said...

I thought you were closer to my age, 46!! Age is nothing but a number, it only matters how old we are in our heart.

Love you!!!

labbie1 said...

Chortle Chortle!!!! Jim loves having a "mum" who is quite a lot YOUNGER than he is! ;-D

And NO Washing out of the mouth! I love that gal! hehe

Now I will go slink off into the night to try not to think of what Kathy will do to get us back! {{{{{{}}}}}

labbie1 said...

Uh--I think Dane already got me when he came to help the "elderly"! Oye!

Pass the hair color honey! hehe

Mamma has spoken said...

Looks like a fun day! I live close to an Amish village and told hubby that I would like to take a day trip to it. He told me no. I need a Yvonne who would want to do it with me....

Teresa - in the Middle Side of Life said...

Looks like you had a blast. I live near Wichita. Love to go to the Amish/Mennonite places in Yoder, KS.

labbie1 said...

Teresa--there is a really cute little b&b in Yoder.

houndstooth said...

It's not how you feel dahling, IT'S HOW YOU LOOK!

Sorry, it just popped into my head. Don't worry about it! I'd rather arrive at the finish line screeching into my parking space in a well used body shouting "what a hell of a ride" than well preserved and wishing I'd done more!

Jo said...

You know, looking at your picture, I wouldn't even beging to guess that you are 57 as you look quite a bit younger than that, my dear! I would have HONESTLY figured you to be late 40's -- easily 10 years younger than you actually are.

I would attribute that to your wonderful lifestyle and perhaps good genes. But mostly it's YOU who deserves the credit here.

It was an assumption of heaps and mounds of proportions for this woman to suggest otherwise and yes, my feelings would be hurt, too.

I ran into an old acquaintance about 2 years ago -- we had just moved that very weekend (and we all know how stressful THAT can be) and so, yes, like yourself, I was feeling particularly worn that day. So, we hugged and got the niceties out of the way when she looked at my hair and said: "So, what is going with your hair? Have we decided to just stop fixing it?"

Oh, yeah -- straight to the hair color section at Walmart I went. You betcha.

Amazing how someone can deflate us with what they THINK is a well-meaning comment.

Just look in the mirror, doll, bad hair day or not, and say to yourself that YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL.

'Cause you are.

Peace and serenity,
~Jo
'The End Of The Rainbow: Life After Bankruptcy'

otin said...

People always guess me as older than I am. It was a blessing when I was 18, but now, not so much! lol

I guess that the tired gets worse as we age, damnit!

Pat said...

Don't worry! You look mah-ve-lous! You were probably just tired that day! Believe me, when I don't wear make up, people think I'm SICK! Ha ha!

Jaime said...

great pics.

i'm suffering from the same lack of inspiration/motivation these days.

Marla said...

That looks like such a fun day out. My kind of outing. As for being mistaken for old, people just don;t think befire speaking sometimes, poor things. A nurse asked my sister if her son would be back later. Her "son" was her husband. Not a good day for my sis. lol