Whah. That's all I've got to say. Ever been politely uninvited to the most happenin' place in Las Vegas? Well.....I was. Imagine this: Family is in town. Long lost daughter I gave up on for weeks because she never answers my texts....and her fiance...visiting, here, Henderson or Las Vegas (for most of you know that City so well). Me, sitting at home, with full makeup and beautifully done hair...just waiting....and waiting...took a nap....and waited some more. Text, I finally get one, my daughter and her fiance text and ask if I can pick them up and 'we' can go to Fremont, Old strip. Me, excited, ready in less than 5 minutes and out the door..Don't care if it is 10:00pm......I pick them up, we get gas (that's a whole other story cause I have a locking gas cap....) and I drive the speed limit of 65mph the entire 15 miles...for me, is an eternity....laughing and having a great time, we cracks jokes like there is no tomorrow....Boy, how'd I get so lucky....me, anticipating fun...and funny, I don't feel my vintage age.....I drive them around the best wedding chapel on 4th and Gass, show them the drive-thru wedding menu...took pictures....as I drive a little closer to the Golden Nugget.....I kept talking about their new upgrades and the shark pool, etc....but I kept hearing in the back recesses of my mind....someone saying, "you can drop us off here" "just drop us off here mom' but while I was talking, I drove up to the ticket window and was issued a ticket....I was so excited..... and kept talking....but then....like out of a movie, a God like voice entered my ears and rang into my head....a woman's voice "mom, now you are going to have to pay for dropping us off!! why did you do that?" 'You could have dropped us off at the door and saved money..." then it hit me.......the "WE" in the text I received at home was "THEM" and I was pretty quick for a save as I said, "no way, I'm going with you!!" well, after that volley of the ball hit the net, another play came at me, "mom, we're going to stay out really late, you won't want to be out that late..." and then came a spike that won a point, "Mom, of course if you want to stay out for 3 or 4 hours...." what could I do at that point? How embarrassing....so, I did what any uninvited gracious host and taxi cab driver would do, drove out of the parking lot (explained my error to the parking attendant who let me out for free) went over to the front door, and dropped off my "children"...my son was with them too. It occurred to me, the new generation is up and running and I am gradually moving towards the middle....I guess I am Mid-Century. I suppose it is fitting my favorite hobby of collecting small Vintage and Mid-Century smalls and putting them back into circulation has developed into something that keeps me so busy....I hardly gave it a thought that ALL my children were grown....when did that happen and how did that happen? So, the next morning my Mid-Century body was feeling well rested and ready to rock the estate sales.....while all the "kids" were nursing hangovers and unders.....heh heh heh....lol lol lol.......yep, my age is showing and boy, I need to send them all a 'thank you' for uninviting me to the party!!!!! Whooooo, dodged a bullet there. Come visit and see the fantastic finds this weekend!! No estate sales, darn, but did make it to several moving sales.....have any youngsters and hate to pay the new prices on helmets, gloves, blades? come visit for great prices....buy early, Christmas is coming......visit my virtual store for lots of great things...
-=brenda
BWs Vintage Collectibles
stores.ebay.com/bws-vintage-collectibles
FLY Youth Medium #606
FLY Large #606
Mizuno 12" Youth Powerlock
Walborg, Made in Japan, hand beaded
