How Did I Get Here, And Where Is The Next Turn?

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Brought up Jun 21, 2012

Hoofin' Thoughts...

There comes a time when a person has to grit his or her teeth, dig in the heels, and refuse to back down. Some of us learn this at an early age. Others, like yours truly, must come to that place later in life.

My best friend and I are planning a trip to celebrate our hitting the half century mark. It will be the first time since we were children that we will be spending a weekend in each other's company with out a brat tugging on our britches leg, or a spouse in tow. There will be no 'Moms' or 'Hons' on this trip. Just two slightly worn chicks spending time with the only other woman who gets them, and still enjoys her company. It will also be the first time i see the ocean.

It seems a bit silly to drive hundreds of miles for a weekend, but it promises to be a real adventure. Not quite on a 'Thelma and Louise' level, more a 'Lucy and Ethel' plane of existance. We frequently swap those roles, so neither of us is ever completely one or the other. We both have our silly, stupid move moments.

My kids were not thrilled with the idea, thus the digging in the heels. This trip will be one of many firsts marking our celebrating. It will also be a month after her third turn at becoming someone's 'forever significant other'. I missed the first two, and joke that wild horses won't keep me from this one. Maybe it will be a good omen. He's a really nice guy, unlike the first two who both turned out to be assholes.

I can't wait to actually see, smell, feel, and taste the ocean. I plan to slip out one night while she sleeps and just walk alone on the beach, digging my toes in the sand. Maybe just get up really early and watch the sun rise. Two nights may not be very long, but I plan to make the most of it. I may never get the chance again. I need this, for some reason. I really need the chance to just be Kandy for a weekend. Maybe it will be the true beginning of being just Kandy most of the time. No one depending on me to be anything else. I really need that. Thanks, Punk, for helping me have this chance. And, dear husband mine, thanks for understanding. October 5, hurry the hell up already!!

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cuz » 5 years ago

My bff and myself also took a trip to the Gulf a couple years ago. This past year we went to Gatlenburg. I in my 50's and she in her early 60's have learnt to enjoy life and we try once a year to go on a trip at least for 3 days or so. We have been called "Thelma and Louse" for many years by her husband and we always get a kick out of it because to us that means that no matter what we will always be there for one another. I hope you are fornuate enought to be able to do this yearly with your bff. Long live "Lucy and Ethel".