Today's my Birthday...

I had planned to have this Blog full of all sorts of adventures by now! And nothing...... But this  is a New day and a New way and so hey......ha
It's my birthday and I think I better write SOMETHING!!!! It's NOW or NEVER!
So what I feel I should say is, I've had a very good life filled with blessings! And the single thing that is responsible for those blessings was the desire to know what was" For Sure"........for lack of a better way to describe how I felt. I didn't realize that What I was feeling was the chaos of my family life. And I don't want to side track into all that right now.
      I instinctually knew I  couldn't depend on either of my parents, they were divorced. And most of the other adults in my family didn't engender a feeling of safety except for Uncle Wallace and Aunt Lonie Bell. They gave me a loving home, when I stayed with them, with traditions and discipline and roses on my cakes. There was a bakery a couple of blocks from their apartment. If I happened to be living with them when my birthday came around I was treated so special.  Uncle Wallace and I would walk to the bakery a week or so before my Birthday. I remember, the beautiful frosting roses that adorned many of the cakes in the display case. This was before the days of theme cakes and action hero cakes and My Little Pony cakes. Uncle Wallace would tell the owner of the store that I was picking out my birthday cake. And then I would choose the color of the frosting( I don't ever remember choosing the kind of cake,like vanilla or chocolate) it was just about the color of the frosting and the color and amount of the roses. It was always a two-layer round cake.
        The roses were the most important part of the cake. First in importance was the number of the roses on the cake because they represented how "many years old I was." Next the color of the roses and I chose whichever color I wanted. So the color of the cake and the color of the roses probably should have been coordinated but, Uncle Wallace never told me to do that. He would stand near by me and exchange an occasional word with the owner as I tried to make up my mind. His voice was pitched low and he would chuckle occasionally. But he never rushed me. As I am writing this, I'm struck by how patient my Uncle was. Because this choosing of the roses on the cake was a VERY IMPORTANT event in my life. And I dithered over every bit of the experience. I would ask to taste the rose frosting. Oh yes, and the placement of the roses on the cake was important. All in a curve on one side. Or as I became older, like 5, I could put 2 on one side and three on the other side. See, how I could draw this out. But Uncle Wallace never tried to rush me or say " okay, you have to decide!" It felt like I could take all day, if I wanted to, and so I mentally dragged my heels and savored the time and the experience of being in that bakery.
      I had forgotten all of this. I had forgotten until I began to write about my birthday. I have lived a life Full of blessings. And as I'm describing this event I'm struck by that this time with Uncle Wallace might be thought of as a small thing or not that big of a deal. But I feel this tender feeling in my heart and I know Uncle Wallace loved me. He and Aunt Lonie Bell, who were probably in their late 30's and childless then, they heaped lots of  love on me whenever I stayed with them. They knew I would need that feeling of being wanted and even needed when I returned to my life with Mother.

Its happening!!!

The blog is finally up!

Service Station Acrobatics

Today I was trying to put trash in the service station container.  Because the gas hose was plugged in I couldn't go on my side to put trash in the container.  So, I started to walk around behind the gas pump when a car pulled into that side and blocked me in.  In my mind I had to get to that trash can right then!!!  :) So I hopped over the gas hose and I landed on my right foot and for a second I thought I was over!  Clear!!  Oh wait!!  My left foot was caught by that crazy hose and I was falling and down I was going.   If I had not reached out with my right hand to steady myself, I would have hit face first.  But, I very gracefully:) kicked my left foot higher and I finally cleared the honkin' gas hose!! So not a total fall and face plant.  I wonder how many people saw that Craziness?😳

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