Something strange happened to me Friday morning. I slipped into some kind of mental time warp and thought I was 16 years old.
I stopped going to tanning beds several years ago after seeing a woman go into the tanning room opposite me. The only way I know to describe her is,picture in your mind a woman so tanned that it looks painted on, her skin wrinkled (almost with a crunchy look to it), come to think of it, she looked like an extra crispy peice of REALLY, REALLY,fried chicken.
I didn't think about sun damage when I was a teenager. No such thing as tanning beds, although I did have a sun lamp that was a giant pain in the butt.
So, in the summertime, the prime tanning spot was in the backyard, and weekends at the lake. I would head outside about 11 am or so, with a homemade mixture of baby oil and iodine. One year, I purchased this giant silver tanning mat. By the time school started, I looked like I had spent summer vacation on the sun.
I was standing at the kitchen sink in my sleep shirt, looked down at my legs, and suddenly decided they needed some sun. I could go to the tanning bed right down the road, but, that would require getting dressed.
For some odd reason, I felt the sudden urge to be outside in the sunshine and be naked.
First you should know, that I live, way back in the woods on a dirt road. No one just happens to end up down here, you have to be looking for it.
Second, no one was home, no one was even around, and should the occasional car or truck come by, there was no way I could be seen. Plus, if someone should happen to pull in the drive, I would have ample time to dash in the back door.....PLUS....the Alabama Power meter reader was just here last week. I was good to go.
I threw on a long, button up shirt, grabbed a blanket, phone,radio, and headed outside.
I did feel a little strange at first. Jumping at every sound, ready to run inside. After a while, I calmed down some, enjoying the music coming from the radio.
About 20 minutes into my sunbath, the phone rings. It is my son in law, Super Trooper.
SP; What ya doing?
BELLE:Not much, just relaxing and catching a few rays.
SP;Okay. Can you keep the kids tonight?
BELLE: Sure. What time?
SP; Around 6?
BELLE; I'll be there.
SP: Better be careful out there in your bathing suit. Never know when your favorite trooper might come by.
BELLE: Only suit I have on, is my birthday suit.
SP; WHAT?
BELLE: You heard me.
SP; No such thing.
BELLE: If I'm lyin', I'm dyin'.
SP; (screaming into the other room) KC......HEY KC.....COME HERE, RIGHT NOW.......
PRINCESS: (in the background) I'm busy, what is it?
SP; You are not goin' to believe what yo' Mama is doin'.
PRINCESS: Oh boy....what now?
SP; Yo Mama, is at this very minute, outside, buck ass nekkid.
PRINCESS: No she isn't!
SP; That's what she just said. Do you put it past her?
PRINCESS: No. I don't put anything past her, but that is crazy, even for her! Let me have that phone.......Mama...?
BELLE: YESS......
PRINCESS: Mama what are you doin' now?
BELLE: Just getting some sun. That's all.
PRINCESS: Tell me that you aren't outside nekkid.
BELLE: So.....no one is here. Just me.
PRINCESS: You do know that you are a grandmother?
BELLE: Yes.
PRINCESS: When are you going to start acting like one?
BELLE: How do you know other grandmother's don't do this?
PRINCESS: None that I know.
BELLE: For your information, my Mother, used to put on her bathing suit, when she was working in the garden.
PRINCESS: But she wasn't nekkid.
BELLE: What difference does it make?
PRINCESS: You beat all.
BELLE: Ummmm....I have to go now.....someone just pulled in the driveway.
During my conversation, someone had slipped up on me. I could hear the dogs inside going nuts, and someone knocking on the front door. I gathered up everything, trying to get my shirt on while running for the back door....only to discover it was locked!
I stood there wrapped up in the sheet, waiting until I heard the truck pull out of the drive and into the road. I knew the front door was locked as well, but had a spare key in my car.
I get the key, heading up on the front porch, and here comes a truck down the road. Spots me standing there and pulls into the driveway. Mind you, here I am, standing outside wrapped up in a blanket.
It was a man, with a freezer on the back of his truck. Before I can get the door open, he rolls down his window and asks:
"Would you like to buy some meat?"
I shook my head no, finally getting the door unlocked and bolted inside.
The moral of this story....Some ideas should remain ideas.
Later Ya'll...^Belle^
*****Hope ya'll have a wonderful weekend. Have a practice session scheduled for later tonight, and another round of Spades (Bama...Put your game face on and be ready to play some serious cards)****WE ARE THE BONNIE AND CLYDE OF SPADES.