Here, in New Orleans, I have what many neighbors (and a few homeless men) call a little City Farm and everyone wants a piece of me it.

 

That makes me smile.

I’m happy to swap a few war stories while sharing the bounty.

 

If you have ever ‘read’ me (HERE- on the blog PERV) you know that I LOVELOVELOVE to grow things- and I’m kinda good great at it.

 

But there was a learning curve.

 

I come from a Zone 6 and I’m now I’m in a Zone 9 ( and we all know that’s a hoot ’cause I’m really a 10 but the USDA Plant Hardiness people don’t know me-yet).

 

Up North, you set your seed by late May and harvest in September/October. That’s it. One growing season.

 

Down South, you set your seed any damn time you want to ’cause you can grow nearly all-year-long.

 

Fabulous!

 

But, I need a break now and again, and I usually take it right about now- July/August.

 

Why?

 

Because it’s so freakin’ hot out my veggies and I are usually floating in the pool until sunset with a rum cocktail in our hands.

 

‘What to do? What to dooooo?’ you might ask.

 

Why, gather ye harvest while one still has full A/C and electrical service before the inevitable ‘brown-outs’ on our ancient grids (did I say that right?) that’s what!

 

And so I do.

 

And it is Good…

 

 

And the belly of the beast is filled.

 

Namaste farmers.

 

Stuffed Blue Peppers

 

Ingredients

1 pound ground meat (it doesn’t matter what kind, or even a combination)

5 large red/ orange/ yellow peppers

1 large green pepper

1 small onion

1 whole egg & one additional egg yolk.

1 cup crumbled blue cheese

1 teaspoon Old Bay seasoning

1 teaspoon course ground black pepper

1 Tablespoon salt

3 Tablespoons Worcestershire Sauce

Your favorite tomato sauce

 

Directions

Preheat oven to 350

 

Cut the tops off of the red peppers and core, removing all of the seeds and the tough inner ribs (There’s a joke here but I just can’t seem to put my hands on it- THERE it is). Put aside.

 

Core the green pepper and dice. Set aside.

 

Dice the onion. Set aside.

 

In a small bowl, whisk the eggs together.

 

In a large bowl mix the ground meat with all of the dry and wet seasonings. Add the eggs. Mix well. Add the diced green pepper and onion. Fold in the blue cheese.Combine but don’t over mix, or the meat won’t be as fork tender as it should be. (Am I right Ladies?)

 

Stuff the peppers to the top- with your hands. Don’t be afraid.

 

Place the stuffed peppers in a shallow baking dish, cover loosely with foil and bake for 45 minutes.

 

Remove the foil top and continue to bake another 15-20 minutes.

 

Before serving, drizzle with your favorite tomato sauce and sprinkle with a few more crumbles of blue cheese because your awesome.

 

With your hands…

 

 



  • Carol Cassara - So here I am, wondering, where did she find BLUE peppers? LOL I got up too early.
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  • Foxy Wine Pocket - These sound absolutely amazing. Going to pin this and make them very soon.
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  • Lana - Yummy! My family will love these.
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  • Suzanne Bluth Robertson - YUM pretty much covers it. ReplyCancel

  • Eve Gaal - Unfortunately, blue cheese doesn’t grow in any zone but I love this!!!!!ReplyCancel

  • Sarah Cartwright - wow what a fascinating post! thanks for sharingReplyCancel

  • Gary Sidley - As Dick Emery (an old British comedian) used to say: “You are awful, but I like you.” And your stuffed peppers would sustain me throughout a cold, wet British winter. ReplyCancel

  • Vashti Q - Cheryl, you are just too funny. Great recipe! I live in Florida and I think we’re a zone 10 or 11. I need to learn to grow stuff dam it!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - How’s that Irish prayer go. lord give me the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference….ReplyCancel

  • Rena McDaniel - Loved stuff peppers, can’t to try this recipe! I’ve had the same problem went from zone 6 to zone 9 but we’re still trying to work out the kinks in our new gardening dilemma!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - It’s a journey am I right? Things -melt-.ReplyCancel

  • Carollynn Hammersmith - I don’t normally like stuffed peppers, but I think you may have just made me a convert! ReplyCancel

  • Kristi Campbell - YUM YUM YUM> thank you for sharing. I was actually looking for a stuffed peppers recipe and saw this on G+ so you ROCK :)
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    • Cheryl - I hope u try it! Then let me know what u think!! Promise.ReplyCancel

 

Wherever I travel I try to discover how the region truly plays-out their lives: how they work, what are they proud of, in what are they housed, what are the community routines, what do they eat, where are the bars?

You get my point.

 

When I was a child, the lines between the three divisions of ‘lifestyles’: Urban, Suburban, Rural Country, were very clear.

 

Sooty, crowded, vibrant, anything-might-happen, Saks Fifth Avenue CITY verses tar & chip, 1/2 acre plots, cookie-cutter post WWII housing SUBURBAN verses clean air, wheat fields, dirt roads, Biker bar COUNTRY.

 

Very easy. Life was d-e-l-i-n-e-a-t-e-d.

 

The COUNTRY fed the SUBURBAN and CITY.

 

The SUBURBAN supplied the workforce for the CITY.

 

And the CITY was where you went to go Christmas shopping, and cheat on your wife.

Living was clear to me.

 

As a child of the SUBURBS I moved easily between my neighbors to each side, having a true knack for milking cows while draped in my mother’s fur coat.

 

Let’s just say I was always ready for whatever the day brought.

 

And the other day (while cruising Columbus, Ohio, assisting the Princess on her search for affordable appropriate housing as she enters Veterinary School at Ohio State), I was ready to delight in the fusion of disparate cultures that is now the norm: Move over boring, super-sized, asphalt gorged, crumbling, sliced bread, my-way-or-the-highway communities. There’s more RURAL goodness in the CITY then there’s ever been…

 

And Suburbs suck.

 

NORTH MARKET
59 Spruce St.
Columbus, Ohio
A public market, home to dozens of independent local food
merchants. FABULOUS!

 

 

Perogies, Brats and Kraut.
I Love the Polish!

 

Fresh Baked Bread- on premises- which is THE only way to have it.

 

See… on premises.

 

Sammies.
OMG!

 

 

Decadent desserts- because they SHOULD be.

Or fruit.
Does anyone grow chocolate apples?

 

 



  • Carol Cassara - Why am I hungry? ;-)
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  • Lance - For work, I’ve been spending a lot of the time in cities, lately. I live in a very boring, bland, stagnant thinking suburb.

    My wife and I are plotting to move once the kids are out of their very nice schools.
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    • Cheryl - God, I dislike the suburbs. Give me Country or City any time. We raised our kids in the suburbs. Now we are ALL out- everyone in a city. New Orleans. Chicago. NYC. We must have done something right!ReplyCancel

  • Gary Sidley - I love your categorizations of the world around you. Life is much less stressful when we can impose order. A new slant on “the good old days.”
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    • Cheryl - Do you? Thank you. I categorize everything. Helps me keep things in working order and my understanding of the world, clear and with purpose. So happy to see you stop by Gary. You’re one of my fav’s!ReplyCancel

  • Diane - Where is this heavenly place? And why isn’t there something like it here?!
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    • Cheryl - It. Is .In. COLUMBUS, OHIO!!!!! Can you believe it??? Though it is part of the bread basket of America, but just DID NOT expect it! So happy for the Princess!!!ReplyCancel

  • Lana - Now I’m starving! We have a market similar to this in our town – I don’t go in often because I would be bankrupt and weigh 20 pounds heavier. Hey, my son wants to go to vet school too!
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    • Cheryl - Really???!!!! Awesome! I can put him in touch with the Princess. PM me Lana. I mean it!ReplyCancel

  • Rena McDaniel - I also grew up in the suburbs so I know exactly what you mean being able to step off into either easily. I’ve actually been to this market before and it is AMAZING!ReplyCancel

It is with tear-stained cheeks that I must announce that I will NOT be able to attend this year’s BlogHer14 in San Jose.

 

However, because I KNOW how excited all of you are that can attend, I thought I would re-post my re-cap from last year’s BlogHer13 in Chicago- ’cause ya never know what you might learn….

 I have returned hunched over, hungover, and happy.

 I have returned with a slew of new friends, a shitload of swag, and a pocket full of ‘contacts’.

 Because I know you all tune-in to absorb my amazing words of wisdom, I’d like to share

Ten Things I Learned 
While Interacting With Five Thousand Women 
Under A Single Roof. 

     (Note: I hate lists, but the bloggerverse LOVES them and one of the things I learned was do as the bloggervere says. Sometimes. Sorta like when your mother told you to keep your legs crossed. Like that kinda ‘sometimes’). 

 So put down your kid. Lock yourself in the car, and listen up.

1. Even though it is widely believed by Americans that yoga pants, a Jimmy Buffet tee-shirt, and neon running shoes are appropriate dress for almost any situation- they are not. Dressing for Success is still an intelligent alternative to being invisible. I’m not talking about wearing a big orange hat (or anything that ridiculous), just maybe a little lipstick, and dry hair, and a bra. No one wants to see your girls getting off the escalator before your cross-trainers. 

2. A smile is an excellent way to say ‘hello’ to anyone, and at my age, with the corners of my voluptuous lips turning down into the empty wallets of my jowls, if you have to freeze a facial expression of h-a-p-p-i-n-e-s-s and c-o-m-e-h-i-t-h-e-r, do it. Or get a lift before you come. Come to think of it- get a lift in as many places as you can. 

3. Find your Tribe, but don’t pigeon hole yourself into just one. Women friends come in many shades of lipstick. 

4. Remember your reality when, at a keynote speaker address, most around you are applauding some absofrickinlutely crazy-ass-three second sound byte of impossible inspiration dripping off a seasoned conference pro with a book deal. Clap. Be polite. Don’t leave your brains at the conference.

5. Not everyone you LOVE on-line is going to be a ray of sunshine in person. Some are going to be younger, some older, some louder (blinking meekly), some shy, and to some, you will be invisible. Cut them all (and yourself) a break. This can be stressful and overwhelming, especially if you haven’t been out of the house, or out from under diapers, in a few years. 


6. Eat well and often. Food is provided. But if you can’t find the time, do not forget the benefits of liquid nutrition- especially if it’s white and chilled.

7. Feel free to NOT speak and listen. For the Love Of God- feel free to do this.

8. Try to ‘take-away’ something from every break-out session, even if the agenda has not been ironed out, rehearsed, coordinated, or is even on point. Seriously- how can you teach someone to write funny? Have you read this post? (I shoulda taken better notes).

9. Don’t be afraid to approach a wise women. We are very friendly.

And, finally, the big number 10, the most important thing of all…

10. Don’t forget who YOU are.
 
Cathy Chester
(Very much an Empowered Spirit)

&
Yours Truly
She is even MORE fun then she looks!
Ellen Dolgen
(of Menopause Monday’s)
&
I
celebrating Midlife freedom!
(among other things)
Stacia of Dried-On-Milk
&
Janie of Purveyor Of Fine Words
with the loud mouth in the orange hat.
We ROCK!
 
Some of my Bloppy Bloggers!
Linda the Carpool Goddess,
Julie of JulieDeNeen2.0
the Orange Hat
&
Sandra of ApartFromMyArt
 



  • Cathy - You are endlessly funny and I thank you for adding me into your crazy, fun and wonderful mix of friends. Great to meet you IRL!

    P.S. The pic of me is yucky, but I love the expression! I have a better one of you……ReplyCancel

  • Sarah Rudell Beach - So funny! Love the hat… and great advice about not just hanging out with your niche. I was amazed at all the cool things women are writing about. So glad I met you!ReplyCancel

  • Sue - Get a lift before I come, try to be quiet and listen, wear a red hat, and take plenty of pills…Got It. Wonderful photos and I really enjoyed this post.ReplyCancel

  • Grown and Flown - Wonderful recap – would have loved to spend a moment with you and the fab hat!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I know- but I think I waved to you a few times. I’ll take whatever piece of you I can get! Hope to actually TALK next time!!ReplyCancel

  • House Crazy Sarah - cool pics! and thanks for the “the list” I would never know what to do at a function like that – I’m so anti-social.ReplyCancel

  • Ruchira Khanna - oh! such precious pix and loved your summary of the event in chicago!

    Hopefully I can make it next year :) ReplyCancel

  • Julie DeNeen - It was so much fun to meet you!!!! Thanks for the shout out! oxReplyCancel

  • The Shitastrophy - Ok now I gotta know – who was the chick with the girls in motion? Which speaker – cause I didn’t do the Lean In one since I was busy leaning into my pillow still. Or was it Guy? hmmm and the bitch….um I am hoping that wasn’t me. I took my zoloft everyday for what it counts. Awesome meeting ya!ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - The only girl in motion that I remember was me when I wasn’t knee deep in a glass of wine. As for the BITCH- it wasn’t you. I like your inner bitch! xxxoooReplyCancel

  • Sandy - Hey funny lady. What a delight to meet you in person. Especially the hat. Love your list. Will I remember it next year?ReplyCancel

  • Kim - I’m not sure who I’m most envious of — you for going to BlogHer or all the gals who had the honor to don the orange hat! Maybe next year for me. Thanks for sharing!ReplyCancel

  • The Bearded Iris - You are a wise woman, indeed! And funny too. My favorite line: “No one wants to see your girls getting off the escalator before your shoes.” PREACH! BlogHer – a place where the women are women and the boobs are scared.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Right? For God’s sake foundation garments are a must!!ReplyCancel

  • A Pleasant House - Your pretty sassy yourself- no me- no you- no me- no you- okay both of us- actually it’s the boobs that crack me up. Not mine- yours- mine- yours…..Hahahaaaaa Thanks for stopping by.ReplyCancel

  • HouseTalkN Rossow - The bra comment had me roaring! Good to know! I loved meeting you! Thanks for linking up!ReplyCancel

  • Susan Williams - Nice hat.
    Funny post.ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - Looks like you had a lot of fun!ReplyCancel

  • Andrea B. - I am quite sure you would be the kind of woman I’d like to meet at a blogging conference. You’ve got me giggling and I’m so tired, it could be that, but I think it’s the list. :) Thanks for sharing. Lists sometimes rock the blogosphere, don’t they?ReplyCancel

    • A Pleasant House - I Hate Lists! But sometimes ya gotta do…. (I’d love to meet you but we’ll be friends anyways). xxxooReplyCancel

  • Lance - I’m so sorry I won’t be meeting you there but thank you for enabling me to be one of the 4 dudes, there, this year.
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    • Cheryl - 4 dudes. What a shame…..But I’m pretty sure you’ll have a good time, but remember- the ladies can get a bit crazy. Have your vaccinations up to date.ReplyCancel

  • Roshni - You rocked the orange hat!!! I’m sad that I won’t be able to attend!
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    • Cheryl - We’ll have to have our own linky party! To Those That BogHer Left Behind!ReplyCancel

  • Connie McLeod - Great list. Like you, I’m very sad that I will not be attending this year. ReplyCancel

  • Rena McDaniel - Great post it is nerve racking and I’m not going until 2015!ReplyCancel

  • Aussa Lorens - Bummed you won’t be there :-/ But this is a great list! And I recognized several faces in your photos! ReplyCancel

  • Princess Rosebud - So sorry! I was looking forward to meeting you!!!ReplyCancel

  • Lynda@fitnessmomwinecountry - I wish I had known about the BlogHer in time for this year as San Jose is just about an hour and half south of me. I enjoyed the recap and tips however from your last one Cheryl and the hat … well the hat is its own celebrity :) ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - It’s so funny. My sister bought me The Hat years ago so that she could find me in a crowd. My daughter took a photo of me in The Hat which I used as my gravatar and chose to inform my blog colors. I decided to take it with me to BlogHer, just in case, someone might recognize it. Low and behold- it’s become my signature!ReplyCancel

 

The year is 1911.

Picture a young boy: poor, hungry, ignored.

 

He travels with his sheepherder grandfather, tending the flock.

 

The young boy is required to take the animals up into the mountains of Oregon, for months on end, alone. Only a make-shift wagon with a canvas top pulled by a mule will be his shelter.

 

He has some beef jerky, a thermos, a hardwood cookstove, a kerosine lantern, and a few mystery books. A water stained adventure magazine is his favorite.

 

When he returns the livestock to low ground in the autumn of 1916, he packs a sack and jumps a ride on a train, down the coast to Los Angeles. HoBo style.

 

He joins the Merchant Marine, and travels, and dreams.

 

The boy feels the pull of learning, and working several odd jobs and sailoring during the summer months, he, somehow, affords his way through Stanford University.

 

In 1921, at age 25, he graduates from the College of Law, but will never practice. He has other ideas.

 

The memory of travel on the High Sea has set his rudder.

 

In the backyard of a small wood frame house in Los Angeles, the man builds ships. Land ships.

 

They have all the comforts of home: self contained clean water, cooking, refrigeration, sleeping quarters. Toilets.

 

They can easily be pulled from a the back of a car. And everyone has a car. They’re the new craze.

 

A grown man can stand erect within the confines of his own shiny ship. The captain of his own vessel.

 

People come from far and wide to see the ‘craft’.

 

He sells them as fast as he can build them- one at a time.

 

He publishes a small newsletter instructing fellow enthusiasts on how to build their own to accommodate the demand, but his followers would not only prefer he build them- they also want him to guide them in the adventure.

 

The man forges ahead, finding financing, hiring engineers, developing a manufacturing plant, and setting off on adventures around the world with his land craft. All the while, asking for others to join him.

 

And they did- to Egypt, Europe, India, as well as, the great American outdoors, which were all backscape for the Wally Byam Caravan Club International group of adventurers, and the making of an iconic American company that would become known as…

 

Airstream.

 

And my sister-n-law has one.

 

And my adventures with her are still unfolding.

 

Wally would love that.

 

 

With my brother-n-law, Ted Batchelor, holder of the Guinness Book, World record for Most People on Fire Simultaneously. I am NOT Kidding.

 

 

 



  • Cary - My partner really wants one of these.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - Don’t we all! They are AWESOME on the inside. Ben and I are thinking about getting one and making the restoration a project- like I need another ‘project’.ReplyCancel

  • Doreen McGettigan - My inlaws had one and it was a beauty. I loved caravanning with them when my kids were small.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I bet. They really are just beautiful and, if my sister-n-law is any indication, the people who caravan are wonderful! So fun!!!ReplyCancel

  • Lana - This brings back such memories! My grandparents had an Airstream for years and were part of the caravan club – they had many wonderful adventures! Waiting for the story about Ted…
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    • Cheryl - Ya know? I really SHOULD write a post about Ted. Quite a character! Thanks for the idea!!!!ReplyCancel

  • Lynda@fitnessmomwinecountry - Cheryl, anytime I see one of these, I think of Lucy and Ricky
    {The Long, Long Trailer} movie. I love the planter box outside the window. I have never been inside one, but looks very fun for family travels
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    • Cheryl - Oh you should see the inside!!!! So diminutive with not an inch wasted. Absolutely charming. I would go crazy decorating one in 1950′s vintage style. My sister-n-law is so stylish- that window planter box is perfect, and she had an awning sewn for outside from a new fabric that looks vintage. Very clever. Let’s all get one and meet up! hahaaaReplyCancel

  • Carol Cassara - Airstream. Grey’s Anatomy. I’ll say no more.
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    • Cheryl - What???? You’re going above my pay grade- again!ReplyCancel

  • Susan - ofeverymoment - The photos make me want to visit!
    Also, after reading your bio about Wally, if my life story ever needs to be told – I want you to write it!
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    • Cheryl - Ohhhhhh, I’d LOVE TO!!!! I’m thinking of writing my Obit- now. Hahaaaaa I will be amazing if I have anything to say about it!ReplyCancel

  • Suzanne Bluth Robertson - Yes, yes… I want one. It looks so FUN. I love the garden on the back.

    Suzanne
    chapter-two.netReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - I’ve seen these things in campgrounds, but never did get in one.
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    • Cheryl - AMAZING inside. So compact but efficient. Very Retro and shiny. I like it all!ReplyCancel

  • Vashti Q - Hi Cheryl! This entire post fascinated me from start to finish. Now, I really want one of these and the adventures too! :) ReplyCancel

  • Terrye Toombs - How awesome is THAT?! ReplyCancel

  • Alana - Yes! Yes! Yes! This has been my dream since I worked in an insurance agency in Arkansas that wrote insurance on Airstreams (and other types of travel trailers and mobile homes). There is something so special about Airstreams.
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    • Cheryl - They are….. beautiful. Really beautiful. It fast becoming one of my ‘dreams’ as well. Meet you at the Caravan?ReplyCancel

  • Cheryl Craggs - Your writing really drew me in, and to be about such a fabulous land craft, even more! Your brother in law sounds like someone who will try anything! I gather it was intentional? xReplyCancel

  • Enchanted Seashells, Confessions of a Tugboat Captain's Wife - Wish we had an Airstream; I’ve always loved them! FYI, I’m under orders from my tugboat man to make sure everyone knows it’s “Merchant Marine”, not “Merchant Marines”, and one is referred to a a “Merchant Mariner”. (Don’t shoot the messenger!!)
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    • Cheryl - Good to know. I’ll go in and make the change now….ReplyCancel

  • Sue - Airstreams are such a head turner. Loved the story!
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    • Cheryl - A kind of ‘house’ for you to write about on your wonderful blog?ReplyCancel

  • Gary Sidley - So I can now add ‘marketing executive’ to your burgeoning list of talents! My good lady has recently expressed an interest in caravaning; if she were to read this post I’m sure she’d flip into overdrive and nag me into submission. ReplyCancel

  • Big Top Family - Wow! What a great story, I loved this. And yeah, even though I already did my time in a trailer back in 1979 or so, you did kinda make me want an Airstream. ;) ReplyCancel

  • Claudia Schmidt - I always thought it would be way cool to travel cross country in one of these babies! Maybe I still will, when the kids are out of college. Love the pictures, cool story, I had no idea about how he came up with them.
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    • Cheryl - Thanks Claudia! I agree- very cool. We should start our own caravan group? Wouldn’t THAT be a R-I-O-T!!!ReplyCancel

 

I have been on hundreds millions of vacations.

 

 

Europe, South America, Central America, Islands all over the globe, Canada the Moon, and our own Great Nation have hosted my adventures.

 

I have enjoyed cities, streams, mountains and majesty.

 

I am good at traveling.

 

I choose my clothes to do double duty. They are simple (in classic black/white/grey/brown) and separates that work for day and morph into evening with a touch of jewelry, or a colorful scarf. Shoes are easy- one pair of flats for traveling and city walking (if it’s summer) or Uggs (if it’s not), another pair of flats for either the beach or hiking, and a third for cocktails. Three total.

 

I always pack a water resistant parka, in a go-with-everything khaki color, that has many pockets and cinches at the waist (ala Katherine Hepburn), or wear my opera length faux fur (depending on the season and the agennnnda).

 

A collapsable umbrella is at the ready, as is a cross-body multi-sectioned Coach bag that can secret away all one’s necessities- like money, cell phone, passport, and cigarettes. Seriously- does one need anything else?

 

Reading material, sketch pad/notebook, retractable pens, cosmetics, and medications, are kept in carry-on. I do not travel with my laptop and have yet to purchase a tablet. When I’m ‘out’ I’m ‘OUT’- and I have been: OUT (of my mind it turns OUT).

 

So I was quite confident recently when I threw caution to the wind and waited until the morning of a flight to get-it-all-together.

 

Hahaaaaaaaaaaa I rock I’m a pro I rule I’m the best…………….idiot. (You have to hummmm that for total effect).

 

I forgot  1) CASH,  2) underwear,  3) to call the cat sitter,  4) my boarding passes, and,  5) my cell phone charger.

 

EPIC FAIL

 

This is the #1 way to sabotage your vacation:

ASSUMPTIONS.

 

 

Here are some other gems…

 

  • Don’t assume, just because you’re going to the ‘outback’,  you will be able to rent a car without a reservation. In fact, don’t assume there ARE cars. You may find yourself on the back of a pick-up truck, or a bus, which is the same thing in my mind.

  • Don’t assume that all people that live in the United States are capable of speaking English- even if they think they do. Turns out, purchasing a bag of groceries to accompany your arrival at a private residence, for say, $54.26, becomes…

             ‘Da bood in da bush lookin’ fine tis dayup.

              Dat be fiffor we twa se cen.’

 

             ‘Excuse me?’

 

             ‘Holla sam. U beemers ook shut. U be traaaaaavlin?’

 

             ‘What? Traveling? Yes. Thank you. May I just see the

              receipt?’

 

             ‘Fiffor we twa se cen. Seeeee.’

 

             ‘Here you are. Excuse me. I’m a foreigner.’

 

             ‘I got dat.’

 

             ‘No. Not, not really.’

 

  • Don’t assume that your cell phone provider has a ‘tower’ in the area. Be ready with a fist full of change to make land calls from a pay phone…. wait. There are none.

  • Don’t assume your financial institution isn’t watching you and thinking you are hacking your own account because you are attempting to remove funds from a thus far undiscovered third-world country within the lower Forty-eight. Sometimes calling ahead to notify the bank you will be in Ohio is a good idea. You may have to s-p-e-l-l it.

  • Don’t assume there are gasoline filling stations along your route, or you may be turning into a rock quarry business on route WherethefuckamI (with a private stash of petrol) and a toothless wonder that drives a hard bargain. Thank God Starbucks has a shop on the corner of every American farm field. I now deliver.

  • Don’t assume that just because you are in the bread basket of America, where the fields are overflowing with produce and amber waves of grain, that fresh salads are on anyone’s menu. Or that there’s fresh bread. Or a hand-woven basket- anywhere. Starbucks, yes (see above), Walmart, yes. Dollar Store, yes. Fresh lettuce? Not so much.

  • Don’t assume anything makes sense. Especially traffic lights- in the middle of Nowherewhyisthisevenhere crossroads.

  • Dont assume there isn’t a sheriff deputy waiting for a city chick to move through that Nowherewhyisthisevenhere traffic light after idling for two minutes on the outskirts of bumfuckchina his lovely country town.

  • Don’t assume all sheriff deputies are men.

  • And, do not assume the people you are visiting are going to stop their life to pick you up after your rental car is impounded because you can’t prove you have auto insurance because you didn’t take the time to plan and pack for your trip which included not having your insurance card on your person accompany you as you retrace your youthful steps.

Which is fine, because I had a fine day, all by my lonesome, walking the grounds of those that came before me…

and planned better.

The Hitchcock House
Historic Burton Village, OHIO
Built 1824

 

Restored 1971

 

 

The Ladies Friend
A Retail Shop in Historic Burton Village, OHIO
Built 1878

 

 

Restored in 1968

 

 

 

The Law House
Historic Burton Village, OHIO
Built 1817

 

 

Restored 1961

 

 

 

The Auburn Church
Historic Burton Village, OHIO
Built 1846

 

 

Restored 1963

 

 

 

The Boughton House
Historic Burton Village, OHIO
Built 1834

Restored 1959

 

 

 

The Shanower Library
Historic Burton Village, OHIO
Built 1883

 

 

Restored 1986



  • Carol Cassara - Do you have any idea what a nightmare this sounds like to overly planned me? LOL
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    • Cheryl - Yes. I was thinking about you when I wrote it Carol. So unlike me, and NEVER again.ReplyCancel

  • Ellen Dolgen - I was with ya until I got to, “I through caution to the wind…” – that’s when I began twitching. I am a Virgo….ORGANIZE is my middle name. I only travel in a carry-on no matter how long I am gone…but my clothes are all organized and ready for packing at least 2 days ahead. My toiletries all labeled and packed in my see-through baggy….usually replenished after my last trip. My drivers license is out and ready a day ahead with my boarding pass. If we are going out of the country, I have a bag of “In Case” meds. Once I get home…I must unpack and do all of the laundry before I go to bed….So, I could never throw caution to the wind and wing it. Good for you for trying! Maybe someday I shall throw caution to the wind and try it myself. My husband would probably faint!ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - I also am not a ‘caution to the wind’ kinda gal. This was a first. Unless you count how I raised my kids. THAT was a crap shoot. Thanks for stopping by Ellen. I’d rather travel with you. XXOOReplyCancel

  • Beverly Diehl - Oh, jeez, that was hilarious. Loved taking that trip with you – from afar.
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    • Cheryl - I’m sure if you had been with me, I would have had a MUCH better time! ps: I found your comment in my Spam file! How many times have you heard that?! Hahaaaaa Hopefully now that I’ve ‘approved’ it- that won’t happen again!ReplyCancel

  • Dave Sumner - You are so right! I wish my damn bank would stop persecuting me for traveling in my own country by constantly jamming my ATM card when I am out of town! I refuse to call them every time I get on a plane in the 21st Century when we are free to fly practically anywhere on a moment’s notice. I suppose that if I continue to be stubborn and refuse they will just continue to be stubborn and not let me have any money! They did it to me the other day in California, and once they turned off all my debit and credit cards on a long “bank holiday” weekend (3 days) when I was in a small town in rural Wales. Thank goodness the Welsh are nice folks, or I would likely still be there, probably living in a park by now:)
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    • Cheryl - I don’t know…. being stuck in Wales sounds pretty fabu to me! And I know- it’s irritating but once they DID stop a hacker get into my accounts, so I’m okay with it, it’s just that I was in the USA!!! And they must have an amalgam that realizes I travel a lot. Seriously, once I went to a new grocery store and I had to call!!! Uuugh!!!! Thanks for stopping by Dave. It’s great to have a new commenter!!!!ReplyCancel

  • Roshni - I totally get it because I just spent the major part of last week without any wi-fi or cell tower signals (at the Redwoods)and had my nerves shot looking for a Starbucks!!
    Oh, and I forgot to pack my toothbrush!!
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    • Cheryl - OMG- I forgot to mention the toothbrush issue!!! Me too!!!!!!! I swear, if I think about it I left out a lot of stuff. Probably because I didn’t want to embarrass myself any more then necessary!ReplyCancel

  • Cary Vaughn - Did anyone tell you, “You have a purdy mouth”?ReplyCancel

  • Alexandra Williams - The houses look beautiful. The rest of it does’t sound so great. ReplyCancel

  • Alyson Shitastrophy Herzig - I love you, that is all. ReplyCancel

  • KymberlyFunFit - great sequence of pics before and after restoration. All taken with no undies. Ha ha aha hah
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    • Cheryl - All commando because really, is there any other way?ReplyCancel

  • Carollynn Hammersmith - OMG, too funny. Good to know I’m not the only one who ASSUMES I have it all together just because I’ve done something a million times before. Hope this trip was fun, the pictures are wonderful.ReplyCancel

  • Liv BySurprise - What fun! At least by travelling that way you have a great story to tell!ReplyCancel

  • Lana - So funny! None of these things will ever happen to me because I’m way too anal about everything (note my name is anal spelled backwards). I would love to be more spontaneous and have some of your adventures!
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    • Cheryl - I never thought these ‘things’ would happen to me either. ANd yet, the story of life keeps unfolding. Thank God for Starbucks!ReplyCancel

  • Mari Collier - I loved those photos of the old/new. Is that southern Ohio by any chance. The daughter had her credit card cancelled once because the bank was being “cautious.” Sounds like a normal trip.ReplyCancel

    • Cheryl - No- it’s NE OHIO. The Connecticut Western Reserve. After the Revolution, Connecticut couldn’t afford to pay their veterans so they offered them land in they owned. This region was settled by Connecticut citizens. Very nice!ReplyCancel

  • Mindy Klapper Trotta - You are so funny! I love the old/new pics. Say what you will about you–you do have an eye for beauty!ReplyCancel

  • William Kendall - So was it a good vacation or a bad vacation?
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    • Cheryl - Hahahaaaaa. Good & challenging! But I survived!!!ReplyCancel

  • Connie McLeod - Cheryl, as long as you get a good story to tell, the adventure is worth it!!
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    • Cheryl - Sometimes I wonder? Hahahaaaa….ReplyCancel

  • Susan - ofeverymoment - I’m much too familiar with what you have written here. But deciding which shoes to pack is a huge issue for me – and I often bring more than three!
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    • Cheryl - It can be painful- like ripping off a bandage, but well worth the trauma- then, kinda liberating with so few choices Susan. Why are we soooo attached to our shoes, I wonder? I think I smell another blog post! HahaaaaaReplyCancel

  • Gary Sidley - Wise advice. I too have fallen victim to the ‘not informing your bank before traveling’ – not great when your Visa card is cancelled while you are in foreign lands. Also, I’ve always feared a lady with an agennnnda!
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    • Cheryl - Hahaaaaa. My agennnndas have been to smooze a room, or acquire corporate secrets- or find an open bar! Occasionally to kick some ass. All normal stuff.ReplyCancel

  • Kim - LOL. You are too damn funny. And all for a trip to BFE…er, Ohio.

    I usually get everything together the night before we leave for a road trip. And although it’s only the two us, we pack our car like we’ll be gone for a fricken month. Camera bags? Check. Laptop bags? Check. Travel bags with clothes? Check. Tote bags with non-perishable snacks? Check. Anything else? The kitchen sink, perhaps. Haha. We’re a bit nuts but we still have a good time…most of the time. :)
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    • Cheryl - Thanks Kim! I’ve always been very organized- still am. It was just something about this trip that tripped-me-up. And Boy did I pay for it! I often travel alone- without the hubby. Maybe once a year we are together on a trip. Why? I don’t have a God Damn clue. I guess he’s busy. (SOMEONE NEEDS TO WORK!). Hahaaa But I remember the days….ReplyCancel

  • Sue - Just wow, all this for just traveling to Ohio. I will have to remember your checklist remembered and not remembered next time I travel within the heartland. As always, this was the most fun to read all week.
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    • Cheryl - Thank you Dear Sue. This was a OHIO trip, but it could have been ANYWHERE. Next week I’m off to the Upper PENN of Michigan. Wish me luck.ReplyCancel

  • Sandy Ramsey - Wow! This sounds nightmarish. I wish I could say it didn’t make me laugh. I have to find humor in someone else’s bad traveling experiences having just returned from my own.
    But those photos! Love them! I am such a sucker for anything historic. Those were a treat!
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    • Cheryl - Thank you Sandy! The Historic Town made it all worth while- even with my car impounded and a lawyer hired. Classic- would be what my husband said- but the bill got paid!ReplyCancel

  • Terrye - LMAO!!! I can’t go across town without packing a ‘day bag.’ If we leave town, I have the ‘night bag.’ And vacation? I pack 2 weeks in advance. I’m OCD and ADD. That bag gets packed and repacked more times than a dog sniffs a tree before taking a piss. ;) Good to have you back!
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    • Cheryl - So funny! I know- I’m usually like you- but not this time and I learned my lesson. It’s nice to BE back!ReplyCancel

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