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I own no land, instead I have wheelestate. I’ve been a full time RVer since 1997. Working summers as a Park Ranger takes me to many beautiful places and playing during the winter takes me to many more. This blog is simply the story of my life's adventures.

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Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parents. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Remember Whensday - Oompa!


June and Ray celebrating birthdays, June 1974
I grew up in the Chicago suburbs but never spent much time in the city. Yet when I was dating Paul he introduced me to Dianas Restaurant in Greek Town. Incredible food, atmosphere and fun. The owner was a handsome man maybe in his 50s (I was too young then to guess) and I don’t think any woman that ate there left without him kissing her hand in a gentlemanly fashion. You made reservations for dinner knowing you’d have to drink in the bar for up to an hour before being seated. Plus there was music and dancing. The two choices of Greek wine are like turpentine and gasoline but after a few glasses who cared. (No offense, I’m not a wino.) Appetizers always included Saganaki, Kasseri cheese broiled to golden brown. Then the waiter poured warm brandy over it and ignited it and finished putting out the fire with the squeeze of a lemon. Every time this was served everyone in the place would holler “Oompa!” (Which according to Wiki means “Whoopie.”) They also served Ouzo, an anise-flavored liquor which I can’t stand even the smell of. However my Mom being a lover of licorice went crazy for the stuff when I took them there to celebrate birthdays. Mom’s is June 21st and Dad’s is the 24th. My then current boyfriend went with us and Dad drove a company Cadillac. We met four more of my friends there. My parents didn’t go to the city often and when Dad had to turn the car keys over to a parking lot attendant he was a little nervous. Soon forgotten by the alcohol. When we finally staggered out of Dianas at 2am the attendant was gone but the keys hung on the board at the almost empty parking lot. Dad drove out onto a one-way street, the wrong way, with Mom yelling in his ears. Then on the freeway drive home he had to pull over on the shoulder so I could jump out and get sick in the ditch. I think we all had a good time.

Sally from The (Mis) Adventures of Karl and Sally has started a new meme where the past is remembered through sharing old family photographs and this is #7. I love the idea and hope you will too. So join the fun by clicking here.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Going Home - My 100th post


Mom & Dad
Every year I try to make a journey to south Texas to visit my parents. I fly out of Phoenix Tuesday and return the following Tuesday. My fight includes about a two hour layover in Houston both ways.

Their Texas home
This will be the first time I’ll take my laptop so we’ll see how well WIFI works for me. Once at my folks’ in San Benito I’ll try to find a hotspot. So, maybe I’ll get to keep on blogging.

Wedding picture 1/4/1947
My family originates from Illinois and Wisconsin. After retirement my parents moved to Arkansas, yet they’d been Good Sam RVers for many years and started spending winters in Texas. Over time they grew tired of driving back and forth so bought a permanent place in San Benito.

After surviving two strokes my Dad has spent the last year in a nursing home. Mom now lives by herself and visits him about every other day. I feel incredibly fortunate to still have my parents in my life, even if we don’t visit frequently. And even though my RV home is where I park it, home will always be at Mom and Dad’s. Although I wish it could be somewhere other than hot and sticky Texas, I'm glad not to have snow.

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