Day 303-Free Days-Don't Let Rainy Days Get You Down

Evening everyone! The rain has stopped for the time being and we are enjoying some time on the patio with a beverage and some music. Earlier it was a different story as the rain soaked the streets and made for difficult travel and bad situations since yesterday. My son has been working almost non-stop for 48 hours! Should make a great check though!

Instead of letting the gloomy weather get us down, we went antiquing and tried to find a hutch/buffet type thingy for our kitchen. We want something that will serve as a coffee bar/pots and pans storage, so we can free up space in the new cabinet/pantry for food to go.

First, we tried the brand new vintage market right down the street called The Painted Tree.

Looking down the aisle at The Painted Tree

They had every kind of decorative items you could ever want, home made fresh smelling soaps, and more cute clothes than you could shake a stick at! Some stuff was vintage and some stuff was new but all of it was adorable. I found a booth worth returning to that specialized in Yellow Box sandals, bling filled caps and original clothing that while spendy, was so cute you couldn’t help desire them.

We came home for awhile and decided we could not sit, so we headed out again, this time for downtown Ft Worth and Montgomery Street Antique Mall. This place is so huge it would take a week to really go through (if you are like me and want to see EVERYTHING) 😂

We never found what we were looking for, but we had fun trying. Then we topped it of with a delicious dinner at my favorite Mexican Restaurant, Los Vicaros. Since then we have been enjoying some quiet, still, dry conditions and I’m trying a 0 calorie cream soda spiked with a 6x distilled vodka I’ve never tried before. It’s quite tasty! I also have to share a picture of my bogainvilla that was naked of blooms when I bought it and is now quite lovely!

My pretty!

Just now I learned we are about to be blessed by a visit from one of my son’s friends and his wife and child! I will take pics to share with you all tomorrow, see you then!

Day 302-Flash Fiction Friday-The Entrepreneurs

Before I begin my tale today, one note about yesterday’s post; I did not realize the picture was so small and could not be enlarged, so I made it a little bigger for those who had trouble seeing it. I’m not tech-savvy enough to figure out how to fix that problem.

The Entepreneurs

Carefully, she placed a tiny, Indian seed bead on the length of wire, followed by a spacer and continued adding various brightly colored beads until she got to the end where the connector would go. Then she secured the ends with a crimp bead and lobster clasp. This one was going to be for her best friend, a part of her birthday gift. That’s what gave her the most pleasure, creating beautiful jewelry for her friends and family, not so much for profit…that would make it more like a job in her opinion.

Beverly started making jewelry as a side project and then quickly fell in love with it, becoming obsessed with different shapes and colors of beads until she had a collection fit for a queen. Once she made sure her chores were done for the day, she would wile away the hours, sorting beads and picking out the most challenging patterns until she had just the perfect piece designed for whomever was going to recieve it. Of course, sometimes she made things with no particular person in mind, which is how she ended up with boxes of earrings, bracelets and anklets gathering dust on her shelves. She figured she’d find a use for them someday.

Her husband had no problem encouraging her little hobby, never pressured her to sell her crafts or do something else with her time, all he ever wanted was for her to be happy. As far as Sam was concerned, it was his job as the man to make the money and support the family and her job to keep the house, kids and him clean, fed and satisfied. Whatever else she wanted to do once that was accomplished was up to her. He thought she was doing a fine job managing everything so far, why should she change what was working so well? Beverly had no intention of changing until the day she woke up and thought, ‘is this all there is?’

She really didn’t know where the thought had come from, one day she just woke up and realized that the kids were grown, she was retired and she had nothing to show for all the hard work she had done in her life. The twenty five years she had spent in the field of nuclear medicine were just gone, and what was she doing now that made a difference in their lives? Playing around with beads and wire was not contributing to the household, how was she helping her husband get them ready for retirement some day? She certainly did not want him to work forever, they had big plans for living the dream somewhere down the road. They were supposed to spend their golden years playing on a beach somewhere, not working until they died.

That was when she became a hustler of sorts. She tried everything from selling her finished pieces on the internet to peddling her wares in local craft shows. When that didn’t pan out, she opened her mind to the possibility of a part-time job. She began to find things around the house she didn’t want anymore would sell very nicely on some of those online shopping markets, and pretty soon, she was making a handsome monthly income. Once she got the hang of that, she would seek out things to buy and resell on those same internet sites and soon she had a good business going. It was hard work, but she persisted and before long she was making as much as her husband. She eventually found a marketplace for her jewelry and within three months, she had most of her stock sold.

After six months of steady success, Beverly somehow talked him into leaving his comfortable position at the bank to help her in her new business and together they ran it like a well-oiled machine. They loved shopping for items to resell together, going to flea markets, thrift stores and garage sales-sometimes even refurbishing pieces until they looked fabulous enough to bring a pretty penny. In six more months, they had made enough to buy a recreational vehicle and started traveling the United States,  buying and selling goods as they made their way to places they had always wanted to go together. Now, they were enjoying their time together and meeting new friends in RV parks all over the nation.

Beverly sat in her spot at the little dining table, watching the trees go by in a blur as they made their way to the next destination. Finally, they were on their way to the Florida coast, the place they dreamed of retiring together. She was so happy and Sam seemed perfectly content with their new life on the road. Would they stay somewhere once they made it to the beach, or would they keep moving and working together until they grew tired of it, she wasn’t sure but it did not matter in the least. Whatever they decided, they were doing it together and that was the best place for them to be. Maybe their next adventure would involve boats and fishing, or it could be they might run a Subway restaraunt or a condominium, who knew? She would just have to cross that bridge when she got there and with the love of her Sam, she knew anything was possible.


Day 301-Throwback Thursday-Better Late Than Never

Well,  it’s Thursday evening and I am just now getting around to posting. Today I took Stephanie to the movies to see Snatched with Goldie Hawn and Amy Schumer since she got gypped out of it on her actual birthday. Now I’m having a popcorn hangover and struggling for good throwback material for today.

What I ended up doing was to go back in our old photos and try to find one that was close to this time of year from when the kids were small. What I found was better than that. It features my handsome hubby, myself with a very bad do (and eyebrows) and our friend Jack, back when he was still with us. That was the summer we accompanied him to Houston to see his friends Stan and Judy, who are both gone now as well. The kids were still babies (to me) and they really enjoyed the visit to the battleship Texas. The pkg says the year was ’93 but I’m thinking earlier, maybe ’91. I really hate that the pictures don’t put dates on them anymore and some dolt never thought to write on the back of them! (me)

Myself, David, Jack, my boys Chris and Josh

I really like the way the colors in Daves shirt matched the ceiling on the patio as the sun came through it, and how Jack and myself both had tiny bits of the same colors in our shirts. Jack still had hair and Dave had his mustache which, in my humble opinion, enhanced his good looks. I really hate my hair, but then again I always do. Lol! Happy Thursday everyone!