Friday, June 11, 2004
Two Fs
This has been a very heavy couple of weeks in Momma’s Corner. The attitude has been in the cellar long enough. ( oh great now my fingers are growing short again and I’m spelling that-- thay)
So to continue with a little fact and alot of fantasy!!!
This is the fact: I had a dream the other night that I was hired to work in a resturant. I have no recollection of my age but I did some amazing things to improve business. But no matter how hard I tried no one would take me seriously. Then I happened to look in a mirror and found I hadn’t put my teeth in when I started working!! 
Now the fantasy:
1. I always fantasizied that I would answer my door someday and someone who looked Sam Elliot would take my hand, smile, and lead me to the most beautiful black Harley ever built. He would help me on and we would ride off into the sunset. Yeah --right--can’t you see it? White haired-244 pound-broad overhanging both sides of the buddy seat. 
2. Another dream was riding in a sleeper cab, going on a run. Coffee in the thermos, breakfast in Ohio, supper in North Carolina, and brunch in Florida. No ties just freedom to travel the country. Then reality set in--who would want to travel with a bossy old bitch for more than 100 miles.
3. Another wish was to have a motorhome or a fifth-wheel with everything self-contained. In Michigan I would have a piece of property with septic field, electricity, and water on it. I would take my home on wheels and travel anywhere I pleased, stopping for as long as I wanted along the way, and heading home to my place in Michigan when I got tired. Who am I trying to fool --I’m tired all the time 
4. As a teenager I was tall, a little on the heavy side, with brown hair and eyes. I could cause guys to step off the sidewalk into the street or almost run into light pole. I always wanted to be that way, to continue to please and be pleased by the men I would choose. But alas ‘twas not to be! 
Now all these things would have to be based on remaining 25 the rest of my life and being a hell of alot richer than what I am because as I learned some time ago “The Golden Years Do Suck” my friend! 
