KnitKnacks

Counter Trip...

What it takes to go get home from seeing my grandchildren and their parents and uncle and Nora...

Lots of resolve to actually leave...many hugs and kisses and byebyes... umm..that's me; Kieran was sleeping and Maura was saying "byebye Mommy" and all but shoving me out the door. She must be that strong mushy type like her grammy..;-D snort.

Reverse directions on the side roads to the Merritt Parkway and finding my way despite no set route....then I-91 and I-89...booooorrrrr-ing.

I bought coffee, fuel and general garbage in my old hometown.

Was nostalgic enough to take a trip down the old Avenue and peek at the house I grew up in. hhhmmmm....SOMEONE seems to have chopped at the huge "nest" of lilac bushes in the backyard. The place doesn't look the same at all with a lot of it's bushes and other vegetation gone. Snort...actually it looks like a naked cardboard box. Still brown shingles with cream color trim.

CDs...Polar shift...Roy Orbison..Righteous Brothers and Billy Joel.

Water...potato sticks..peanut butter crackers.

More nostalgia around Bernardston, MA where my mother grew up and dragged us for visiting her long time friends and to her family cemetery site when we were growing up. I decided to stop and see how it was all looking...bid howdy-do to my grandparents and found their head stone had a bit of lichen on it. Next trip I guess I'll clean it off. Found that my mother's friend Mrs Gibson is still alive albeit not exactly kickin'. I'm not sure she knew who I was although she got a little teary...it's not like I look anything like my mother at all ...yeah maybe a little. ( Mrs G is 90 now) Her son Warren was there which was great...he is around my brother's age and they would torture me when I tried to follow them around 40-45 years ago. Even Grandmas have therapy stories..

I didn't speed too much....saw several troopers and only once did I feel like I might have been a little suspect...however, it was in VT...my radar detector detected nothing even when I SAW the man in Green and Yellow pointing his gun at me ( um, that would be radar gun). I also looked at my speedometer at the time and was surprised I was going under 10 miles over the speed limit even while in the passing lane. ( got that?)

Ack...I hope this isn't another sign of old age creeping up! The horrors of it all! Geesh the next thing you know I'll be getting an automatic transmission and... and...and( taking a deep breath) maybe even a Ford Taurus!

::::::::shudder:::::::: This would make me start twitching....

Oh well...I stopped at the grocery store just before getting home to get milk and such for the weekend. Guess I'll go back there now...I forgot the milk.

Posted by frani at April 25, 2003 05:09 PM