Have you ever--taken a bath in a cattle tank.
Have you ever--done to sleep dreaming about your mother.
Have you ever--had the chance to drive a fork lift
Have you ever--looked up from stop at a stop light and even tough your side of the light had three lanes, right across there was only two lanes.
Have you ever--have you ever been in an airport where there were armed soldiers always in your eyesight
Have you ever--had to make someone mad because they wanted you to watch a movie that you knew you wouldn't like.
The food was in New Mexico. A new cookbook and that means new recipes. This particular one was so bad that I tore the whole recipe OUT of the book after I had cleared the table and made us grilled cheese sandwiches.
The cattle tank was at a friends grandmas house when we were kids. We had been playing in the dirt and grandma wouldn't let us in until we took a bath.
When I was 25, and I began dreaming about my mom. For a whole week I dreamed about her. It was both a sad thing but also a happy one. Mom died when I was nine, and I hadn't seen here or a picture of her in eleven years. Soothing. I want my kids to have pictures of both Jerry and me so they can take a peek when they need to.
I got to drive a fork life in Tunisia when Jerry got called out and needed to gather up some heavy equipment. The man that did that for a job was out of town. I was then next best I guess. Anyway we got the truck filled with the equipment and pn his way into the Sahara he went.
When out Lynn was 16, she went to France for a week. It really sounds like a big problem but we were living in England at the time so it wasn't. The trip home from London was another thing--I found myself on the route around London. Stopped at a stop light. And yes there was the two lanes directly across street. Lynn said,"that's ok mom, I've got this. She put her food on the dash board and pulled up the leg of her jeans and then fiddled with her sock. The man driving the truck next to us didn't get off at quickly as he thought he would so we made it across. No problem.
The airport was one in Amsterdam, wonderful open area. Huge. There had been some terrorist seen in country so every five minutes two soldiers would pass in front of us. One that kept sweeping the area with his eyes and the other with a drawn rifle and his finger in the trigger.
I took my children to see Gene Wilder in Willy Wonka. It scared me so much I woke up screaming. That was years ago, and then my friend insisted that I watch a movie that I knew I would be having nightmares from. I had to make her really mad to leave it alone. I can't see the reason why someone would think it's OK to purposely watch a movie or read a book that gmeives me nightmares.