I wait in the car, embarrassed, once again! We are at Del Taco and Dale has 16 Free Combination Meal Coupons that he has to use up by tomorrow. Mind you, he’s had these for over a month to use, but that wouldn’t be his way. We must always wait until the absolute last minute for everything.

These coupons clearly read one coupon per visit, but the cashier is willing to let us use all of them. Dale can hardly contain his excitement.

So now we have 2 Del Taco combo meals and 14 Fish combo meals. Now do the math, 16 meals times 2 tacos per meal. Yeah, that’s a shit load of tacos.

He just came out with his first four bags with a big old grin on his face. First batch he says and then shouts, “score” and raises his hand in Victory!

He has always had this excitement when he thinks he’s getting something for free or one over on the man. At least I was able to talk him out of 16 large sodas.

I sigh and pull out my notepad and begin writing at a furious pace. When inspiration hits me for a new episode I have to write it down while its fresh. Welcome to my world.

IMG_0269I thought about my Dad as I was passing by the slot machines at the grocery store tonight.  I know he never minded stopping at the store with my Mom when they were in Vegas because of this one “special feature” we had.  That man couldn’t walk by a slot machine without trying his luck.  So I took a twenty dollar bill out of my pocket and decided to try my luck, thinking maybe Heaven could spare him for a few minutes and he was sitting beside me.   I played for awhile, had my ups and downs and in the end I walked out of the Grocery Store twenty dollars lighter.   What can I say except,  “I am my fathers daughteR!” He would have been 80 years old this Tuesday – R.I.P Dad…

It seems so crazy  how fast life seems to fly by as you get older.  I saw a headline in the local paper this week that said, “City of Las Vegas caters to residents 50 years and older!” My first thought was Jesus H. Christ, that’s me!  How the hell did that happen? How is a young girl like me even in this category.  There must be a mistake!  Someone stole my identity!  Didn’t I just get my braces off, start my period and get my first pair of Levi’s.   I put on my glasses this morning and they had become bifocals.  There are all kinds of prescription bottles on the bathroom counters, Hemorrhoid cream in the medicine cabinet and Activia yogurt in the fridge.  What the hell is a probiotic anyway? What is going on around here? 

Oh I jest, honestly,  I don’t mind getting older, well at least at fifty-one this is how I feel.  I don’t really envy  young people because I look at them and think,  “if I had to work another 50 – 60 years I’d kill myself!” I like the skin I’ve grown into, it might be a little flabby, maybe in need of a shave, a few grey hairs are creeping in, I might pee my pants if I laugh too hard, but, it’s all good.  It’s comfortable, it’s me and it’s my “home sweet home”.

What are some things you’ve learned along your journey? Come on, it’s fun to share. Don’t they say “wisdom comes with age”?