Learning About Myself and Laughing

March 6, 2017

Life can be tough sometimes. If you can look in the mirror and laugh at yourself it makes it so much better. This weekend was supposed to be a quick road trip to Waco to shop, spend time with my bestie Karen and just relax. This road trip got weird from the get go. 

Not 30 minutes on the road I ask for ice for my water. Greg scolded me for not feeling my cup before I left. Sorry I was just to excited because I was headed to my happy place Waco. After nagging, yes nagging he whipped into a gas station. This was were my lesson started and I got schooled. The station parking lot was full of homeless people, the bathrooms were locked and when Greg needed the key they wouldn’t let him have it. He was escorted and waited on. After we left Tim, Karen and Greg started telling me all that they saw and it wasn’t good stuff people. I saw nothing, I walked in got my ice and back to the truck. I did notice Karen almost pushing me as we left the station. Apparently when leaving they tried to block us in as an old man ran up to our truck.  He was telling Greg he and his wife were homeless he even motioned trying to get us to pull back in.  Greg had to pull back in a little bit to go out the other way because they had us blocked.  I swear I saw nothing until we got blocked in and they started coming up to the truck.  Greg got on to me for not being aware of what is going on around me.  I told him I am, my guard was down because you were with me that’s all.

On down the road I now have to potty because I drank all that water and ate all that ice.  So we pull into a truck stop that had a homeless dog looking for food.  We all got out and I grabbed a protein bar and started calling the dog over.  Greg told me stop doing that he will bite you.  He was so worried he went into the gas station.  Karen stayed with me to make sure I was okay.  The sweet doggie came over to check out what I had for him.  I was so excited he was going to get something to eat.  Well……………he smelled my protein bar turned his head and walked away.  REALLY your homeless, this is food and good for you food that cost $4.  Karen is almost on the ground laughing at me because I and my protein bar have been snubbed by a homeless dog.  It doesn’t stop there! We go in to use the restroom and I sit down to pee and notice the shoes next to me are very large for a women.  That person gets up and leaves, through the crack I can see it’s not a women.  It was a man with lots of facial hair and a big belly.  This trip just got weirder and weirder.  Followed by dinner when we ordered brisket tacos and we were sever large slices of brisket stacked up and a flour tortilla wrapped around that.  I wasn’t impressed at all it was a brisket burritos.

On Saturday morning we were at Heritage Homestead and I had to return to the pottery house to make a purchase.  They all went to the truck to wait on me.  I walked out and started up the hill towards the truck.  Apparently Greg is right I do not pay attention to what and who is around me.  When I came out of the store they were sitting there in the truck.  I had no clue and started up the hill and they followed me in the truck for a ways up the hill.  When I finally notice and got in the truck I just looked at Greg and said okay maybe I need to be more aware.  They all 3 let me have it all day over this so all I could do was laugh. 

What I’ve learned about myself is I live in la la land and I don’t pay attention to my surroundings.  I trust that no one will harm me, no one will bother me, no one will intrude on my day and I trust way to much.  I always thought I was street smart,  that I would be aware of what and who is going on around me.  I had no idea what was going on and it could have turned out really bad.  When we got home on Sunday evening I knew it was coming Greg gave me a good talking to.  It was well-earned this talk, he is right I need to look up and pay attention more.  I giggled at myself and I’ll try to do better.

Our trip was successful with lots of goodies brought home for the blog redo’s.  I learned a little about myself and had a good laugh.  Dreams are coming true and Blue Happy is moving on into the future.  I love living this dream with those I love.  This week holds promises of great projects, new beginnings and much to learn.  I see prayers being answered.

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