Friday, March 25, 2011

Chatting Over Coffee Friday

 Well it is finally chatting over coffee Friday, so that means pj's all day and coffee.
  This has been a quiet week for me , someone I know told her cold to pack up their stuffy nose and cough and get out, well it did it moved to Victor MT. You guessed it , it came to my house snotty , stuffy , cough and all . I feel like I have a cold. {Thanks Julie}.
   I did take my mom for a hearing test yesterday and just as I have known all a long ,and the Doctor confirmed it , She is very hard of hearing. They tried  hearing aids on her, and I talking in a normal voice ask her if she could her me? Mom " Quit yelling at me!". Glory be she can hear. So we got her hearing aids, will be here next week. Mom and I was hoping they would just give her some then , but they didn't. Long ride home. I have to repeat everything I say . It's a wonder that I don't type that way.
   Marty went back to work last week. Thursday, so he has been at it for 7 days, I think he wants to take a week off now after a year of not working, he is not use to it. I think the only reason he went in today was cause it's PAY DAY. Money to spend!!!!
   Lets see, there is the light bill , phone bill, gas bill, I am sure you all know this story.
   I did spend one day patching 7 pairs of work jeans, never thought I would be doing that . But the hubby comes to me and says" I got nothing to wear to work." I knew that couldn't be true he has a dresser full of jeans, so I took him by his huge hand and showed him the jeans, and he showed me the holes in the pockets and the place where his knees shouldn't be seen. You could see skin. Hubby" sawdust gets in through these holes and into my boots". So patching I did.
   That brings up to Friday.So here I am . I have no advise for you really, except when a cold comes a knocking " Don't open the door.

  This weeks question. Did I really work at a topless bar?

Answer is.  It was hard time for me , I was starving! It was during my first marriage, and we were poor. My husband ate on base and my friend and I got to eat rotten fruit he brought home to us. It was so bad , that B. and I would tear the house apart looking for change, we lived with a bunch of Marines, so there was always plenty to drink , and we cold usually scrape up enough to go get two small fries at BK. So off we would go , order two small fries and the lady behind the counter always gave us two large fries. She knew what was up. And between B and I we would get about 30 packages of ketchup.
 Then we would stop at Jacks, and tell them we didn't get fries in our drive through order, we would get fries, and about 30 more packages of ketchup. We would use the ketchup for soup later in the week.
   Sometimes we would take the neighbors paper for the crossword puzzle, and read Dear Abby, go through the want ads. There it was "needed topless waitress." I said I could get the job , B. said no I couldn't I was too young. I was too young. I dressed up , put on some makeup, and away we went. I told them that I had just turned 21 and was ready to go to work. We needed to eat.  B got the job of cleaning up and well my job, lets just say involved pasties and tray.
 B and I earned enough money in two weeks through payday and tips. That we caught a bus home. We both gained 15lbs from moms good cooking. Although we had both lost weigh about 25lbs,before coming home.
  First hubby sent money for us to come home on , we flew on a military plane . First time flying and bolts were popping out and the seats were shaking so bad that I never got over the thought I was going to die.
   Any way I never went back to that job, I started my own baking pies and cakes and selling them for $5.00 a piece to the marines that we knew, they told their buddies and so on., that was a good business for me. B. and I did at least 3 pies a day, so we were in the food .I can't say I never went hungry again because I did . Till I married my Marty. He has always taken care of me.

  So now Lisa you know the rest of the story and why I don't like flying. Smiley face.

Till my next talking , Peace and Happiness.

1 comment:

  1. Well girl, I can certainly understand why you don't like to fly, and it verifies some of my suspicions about what kind of care the Gov. takes of our soldiers. No supplies, lousy backup, planes that are falling apart. did they at least give you a parachute for emergency "almost/landings"? or was it a "no witness" mindset? Now the topless bar job sounds like a memorable adventure (bet your tips were good!). You had the equipment for it. But the cake and pie thing is more my kind of gig (except I hate washing dishes after baking). I knew you shouldn't have married that jerk. I was so mad at your Mom for letting you do that. Why did you go back? You should have just used the money to hire someone to shoot Bill, and us girls could have got a place! Hey, it would hardly be murder, he ended up doing it himself anyway. Then we could have worked on getting your "widow's payoff" from the military. Another opportunity lost. Good think I like Marty, although I'm still a little mad at him for taking you so far away! Yell "I Love You" at your Mom for me! xoxo T.

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