Epidermis Bucket List
I have never made a post like I am about to do. This post is all about me. I am not adding my…
Epidermis Bucket List
I have never made a post like I am about to do. This post is all about me. I am not adding my…
I have never made a post like I am about to do. This post is all about me. I am not adding my views, my tears nor laughter.
I get a little edgy when I think of how old I am becoming. Not that I can stop it of course, but thinking more on the lines of what else can I do or what do I still want in life. This is not a greedy post either. It is just plain and simple. If there is a way to complete I would like to.
I guess I will call it my Epidermis Bucket List. You can tell by the title that these are not life or death needs, but things that bring me joy. So here goes my list.
I would have a 1955 Chevy just for fun drives.
I would like to visit Germany one more time.
Well that is quite a list. But you know what? It let my mind release and dream. Dream big you might say. Most of this will never happen, but I can dream.
I don’t know what is in store for me down the road, but it makes me want to keep living and maybe later on I will add more to this list.
Hey, this was fun and therapeutic.
Racked with stress, and no sleep Tess gave notice of her job and high-rise apartment in New York City and began her packing. Her parents were from the hills of Tennessee. Born and raised Tess had dreamed of moving up and out one day.
But when things were too much home always drifted back in her mind. Many nights she cuddled up with her fluffy pillow and cried praying for sleep. After a medical check-up and learning her blood pressure was in danger and the script in her hands for relaxers, she knew she wanted to live again.
Her parents were deceased but the shack she had been born in still stood and it was left to her. She hadn’t stepped foot back for over five years. As the taxi sat in the gravel drive way, she hesitated getting out. Had she made a mistake? She could turn around and go straight back to the city. She could take those pills and somehow make it all work. But the noise, the stress, cold-hearted people. No, she turned the door handle and getting out handed the driver a tip as he took her luggage out of the trunk. She would stay.
The driver smiled and tipped his hat and then backed out throwing dirt behind him. Seemed like he was in a big hurry to leave. She stood staring, memories of years gone by rushing back to face her.
As she fumbled trying to find the old house key, the neighbor walked up to her and shook her hand. Tess had hired Ben a few years back to keep the yard mowed. He had made sure the house inside was secure and kept his eyes on the property.
She had written to him weeks ago and let him know she was coming back home. He took her luggage and the two walked up to the door. He took out his key and unlocked it allowing her in first. He couldn’t help get a nose full of some sweet-smelling perfume.
He watched her walk in. He had never met her in person. She looked nothing like her voice sounded. Cute little bottom, small hips. She walked with a strong stride though like she had been used to being a leader.
He sat down her bags and watched as she gazed over the place. Slowly she walked to each piece of furniture and took off the white sheets. She looked in Ben’s direction and said matter of fact,”you have taken good care of the place. I want you to know I appreciate it.”
“No problem Tess. It was my pleasure. I best be going now and leave you some time to adjust to your new or old surroundings.”
“Do you have to go? It is so quiet here. It feels odd and I would appreciate the company.”
Ben had nothing better to do. He was in his mid forties. He was single. He had never found the right woman yet, but he always hoped. His place was just up the hill, a short walk from here.
“Sure, Tess, I will stay as long as you wish.” She shot him a quick look wondering what he meant by that remark. As long as I wished? He better not get any ideas just because I am alone here.
He took her bags to her bedroom then the two went through the kitchen and rewashed the dishes and eating utensils. He scrubbed the floor and she wiped down the table and chairs and washed the windows.
When they were finished she was tired. “Do you want some coffee? I brought some with me and I see an old coffee pot over here. I am not sure how to work the darn thing. It has no electric cord.”
Ben roared with laughter. “That’s called a perk coffee maker. You put the cold water in with the ground beans and sit it under the fire on the stove. Here, you go get the coffee and I will turn the gas on the stove.”
She went to go get the coffee and he lit the burners. The stove ran on a tank of propane. This reminded him that he would have to make sure the chimney was cleaned and free of critters and nests.
While the coffee was brewing they looked out the windows. She had never remembered how beautiful it was here. It was October and all the trees were so colorful. Oranges and reds and bright yellows.
He must have sensed what she was thinking as he replied,”they are beautiful aren’t they.” The two walked from room to room inspecting what needed to be done tomorrow.
“Do you know anything about building fires Tess? I will check out the fireplace tomorrow. I didn’t do it today as nice as it has been.”
“I’m sure I can figure it out. I watched Papa do it for years. It can’t be that hard.”
“Do you know how to use a shotgun?”
She turned and looked into very dark brown eyes and asked,”why would I need to know how to use a shotgun? Is it dangerous back here in these woods?”
Again he laughed. A laugh that was contagious. Her being tired and getting out of the city renewed her in some odd way. She found herself laughing right a long with him.” No, Tess it is as safe as can be, but the animals. There are bears out here and plenty of fox and coyotes. You never know when you may come face to face with one.”
“Well, no, I have never even had a gun in my hands. Papa used to let me touch his gun after he polished it, but nothing more.”
“Well this is something I will do personally, teach you. You can’t be too careful out here in the woods.”
Tess yawned and he noticed the smooth lines of her lips.”Well, I better get going now. Is there anything else I can help you with Tess?”
“No, I think I will be alright for tonight. Thanks Ben for all of your help. Some day soon I will have to have you and your wife over for dinner.”
“I’d like that but it will just have to be me. I have not married yet, but hoping to one day.” She caught his eye and then walked him to the door. Saying goodnite, she locked the door and went to her bedroom and slept the best she had in years.
The next morning came and Ben drove over her car. It was a small car, nothing special, but he had stored it ever since her parents died. It had been their car and it went with the property. He offered to drive her into town to get some groceries, and she agreed.
On the trip she was in awe at the beauty. Why had she ever wanted to leave this place? What kind of crazy thoughts did she used to have?
Ben introduced her to the butcher and the manager of the store. The two walked down aisle after aisle until she thought she had everything she could possibly need. Flour, sugar, butter, eggs and milk. She was glad she was a good cook. She spent enough time in the kitchen with Mama growing up, she had learned to cook and bake very well.
Helping get her groceries in the house and handing her the keys to the car he bid her goodbye and told her if she needed anything to just give him a ring. The rest of the day she spent cleaning the rest of the house. Thank goodness she had gifted her parents an electric washer and dryer one Christmas. She could remember the old wringer washer Mama had and how much work it was to do just one load.
She dusted cobwebs, took the curtains down and washed them. There was a clothes line and she preferred that over the dryer. She always did like the smell of fresh sheets on her bed. Something she never got to do in the city.
She was finishing up and Ben had came over and was worked on the chimney. He carried some wood in and showed her how to make the fire quick. Soon there was a roaring fire. Shadows were casting from the walls giving the newly cleaned living room a whole different look.
It wasn’t cold anymore. It had warmth. She hadn’t even thought of the big city she had left only days before. She was thinking about how this was always home and as she looked over at Ben who was attending to the fire, he turned and their eyes locked.
7 Lovely Awards Nomination
A very dear friend of mine Cheryl nominated me for the 7 Lovely Awards. I have already been…
A very dear friend of mine Cheryl nominated me for the 7 Lovely Awards. I have already been nominated but I will replay the questions one more time and follow the rules so I can share this with other blogger friends.
http://burningfireshutinmybones.wordpress.com This is where you can go to meet Cheryl.
1-Answer the 10 random questions or those of your own choosing.
2-Nominate 10 other bloggers for the Award and link their blog sites.
3-Notify the bloggers of their awards.
4-Ask the award winners to answer the 10 questions when they accept their Award.
1.If you had the opportunity to go anywhere in the world, where would you go and why?
I would give my left arm, which is my writer arm, to go live in bask in the beauty of Kentucky or Tennessee. I love the attitude of people there. They treat me like I am an old friend. I lived in Ky for a short time and never met a stranger.
2.If you had the opportunity to meet a historical figure who is now deceased, who would you like to meet and why?
I would love to meet Abe Lincoln. He was honest, which is something we are lacking today. He helped with the slaves and this is my second hobby, slavery era.
3.What would you like to do with your life?
Until I take my last breath, I would like to continue to help others. There are many needs in the world, but better yet, there are needs right here in our own neighborhoods. Why not start there first?
4.What makes you smile?
Seeing Al smile really puts me in a good mood. Seeing my kids happy is one thing I always desire. Seeing my kids mixing with each other would give me the biggest smile of all.
5.What makes you cry?
I don’t cry often, but when I do it happens for a couple of days at a time. I must store up the tears. Thinking of my Daddy makes me cry yet today. Seeing Al cry stirs up my emotions too quickly. The feelings of being lonely can have me going off until it passes.
6.What is your favorite scripture?
Matthew 28:20, I am with you to the very end.
7.What is your favorite movie?
8.What is your favorite quote?
Don’t put off til tomorrow what you can do today
9.If you had 1 million dollars to spend any way you want, what would you spend it on?
This question changes for me periodically. Today, I would first pay off my car so this debt is not in the way when Al comes home. I would have a second car, a lift van, so I can get Al easily in and out and he can go out into the world. I would open up the business I have talked about earlier. The one where every single elderly and patient that was in my area would never be alone. They would get the proper care and companionship they so deserve. I would also open up my Antique store again. I just love being with the public and sharing the love of antiques with others. The money isn’t bad either. If my kids were in need, I would be there for them. This is some things I would do first off.
10.If you could be remembered for one thing, what would you like to be remembered for?
I would like to be able to come back for the first hour after death and hear people say, I was lost or broke or hurting or crying and she made a difference in my life.
I could rest eternally knowing that I helped someone. I made someone smile, worry less, feel more loved, took the pain a way.
Dr. Johnny. Velazquez
I went to see Al today, and when I got home, I found this nice surprise in my email box. I was nominated for the Liebster Award by;
Jim is a great guy. He is compassionate. He has a large heart, and he is an excellent writer. Please stop by his blog and do some reading.
These are the rules:
Questions Posted For Me;
1. What’s your earliest recollection of anything? I remember walking hand in hand with my dad down the staircase in the mornings as a toddler
2. How old were you when you were informed that Mister Claus may not be for real? And how did you take it? 9 or 10, and I didn’t believe it. Still today, I do believe in the Christmas spirit
3. What was the first book that you absolutely hated? Government and Econ in my senior year of high school!
4. Money or Love? Although some choose to believe I love money, I will take love over any dollar amount
5. Fantasy holiday destination? Tennessee, smokey mountains, anyone want to go?
6. First kiss? Kindergarden, a boy named Timmy, hehe
7. Favourite funny person? it has never changed, my choice of people always goes to Lucille Ball
8. What kind of music, if any, makes you cry? The Carpenters, Rainy Days and Mondays
9. If you could remove any three letters from the alphabet what would they be, and why? Q, Z, X, not much use for them
10. Favourite animal/pet?, any bird that I can teach to talk. If I could afford it, I would have a big colorful bird and we could carry on conversations, and he would ride on my shoulder
11. If you had to change your first name, what would you change it to? Sara
Questions for my nominees:
1. What scares you the most, and why?
2. What three possessions do you think you just can’t live without?
3. When signmakers go on strike, is anything written on their signs?
4. If you could be a character in any book you’ve ever read, who would you be and why?
5. If someone wrote a book about your life, what would be the title?
6. Would you prefer to spend life in prison or be executed? Why?
7. What got you in the most trouble when you were younger?
8. If you could be a religious or spiritual leader, who would it be? Why?
9. What or whom do you most miss from your childhood?
10. Grab the book nearest you. What is the first sentence of the third paragraph on page 12?
11. When did you last write a letter on paper and send it through the postal service?
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