THINGS I SHOULD NEVER FORGET TO REMEMBER..

 
“You need to change your ways!”

 
I’ve heard that statement many times.

 
Like the words to an old song, 
they keep going ‘round in my mind.

One of my life changing events was in early spring of 1989, as I recall.
 A few years before,
my husband and I 
had decided to raise sheep.
 
One day, I suggested we should get a lamb.. 
After all, we have this little farm.
Our grandkids lived next door, 
it would be fun.
 

 It wasn’t long 
before my husband came home
 announcing
he’d found a lamb.
 In fact, he’d found two, a male and a female. 
They were orphans.
They needed people to love and care for them.
That would be our family.
I don’t remember the exact time frame
as the events began to unfold, but
It wasn’t long after the arrival of the lambs,
I casually suggested to my husband, we should start 
a flock.
“We have “Bo” and “Betsy” and the grandkids love them.”
We also had this old barn 
with nothing in it but nothing.

It was then we began our search for mature ewes.
 We would use them to build our flock.
 We had Bo.
He wasn’t what you’d call a breeder at this young age, but
He would be in a year or so
when he was no longer a “lamb.”
 The plan to become shepherds 
was quickly put into action.
We were proud and excited about
 our new, proposed lifestyle.
 My husband was in the retail hardware business.
  I owned and operated a Hallmark shop. 
This would be fun.
A little something extra to give us something to do in our spare time.
One day a gentleman came to call
 who was interested in looking at our lambing operation.
I was more than happy
 to show him
  our nearly 100 year old barn,
 and our new flock of sheep.
Now, this is the point where I veer away from the sheep
 and explain some of my habits to you.
 I wouldn’t even be telling you this
 if it wasn’t that I had recently seen posts on Facebook 
from women 
who had observed the same event
 that I experienced
on my journey to the barn that day.
 
Without getting too personal,
 I’m going to reveal my lifetime habit
of getting ready for bed at night. 
Included in my habit,
was the removing of my jeans and underwear
together in one swift motion. 
Unfortunately this has, on occasion, 
caused a slight “public” embarrassment.
…continuing
That’s odd, I said I would be
getting ready for bed “at night”.)
How could that possibly affect my actions in the daytime? Hmm…
Back to the fine gentleman 
who had come to look at our flock…
We were walking to the barn
 when he turned around, 
looked quickly back toward the driveway, 
and said,
 “Oh! You’ve dropped your hanky.” 
Intuitively, as I turned,
I knew what I was about to see.
 The clump of white lying in the driveway 
was instantly recognizable to me. 
It was definitely not my hanky. 
It was my underwear, 
which had been clinging,
 (with the help of static electricity from the dryer, )
to the inside of my jeans. 
The undergarment had chosen that moment 
to release itself from the fabric of my jeans,
 and to embrace the ground 
in the driveway. 
“I’ll get it”, he said,
 turning around and taking a step
 toward the object. 
“No”, I said, 
“I’ll get it”.  
We were immediately in competition
 to get to “the hanky”first .
 I outran him by seconds,
 scooped up ‘the hanky’ 
and shoved ‘it’ 
into my jacket pocket.
 Bless his heart.
 He seemed totally unaware ,
of the rapid beating of my heart,
 which was not caused
 from the exertion of running
 to the area of the driveway
 in question.
 
You might think 
the experience would have been a lesson
 forever etched in my mind.
It was definitely time to renew my habits.
 However, that was not to be.
Continuing…
One quiet morning in summer,
I had opened my Hallmark Shop at nine a.m.
 allowing my employees to come in later.
 
 A pleasant fellow was the first to stop by.
 He stood just inside the front door,
where we visited for twenty minutes or so.
 As he turned to leave, he said, 
“You may want to check the leg of your slacks
 near your right shoe”.  
With that, he went upon his way.
 
Looking down at my shoe,
  in full view,
 was a visible display of one of my nylons, 
which was making its way
 past the static electricity in my slacks
 to heaven knows where.
Can you imagine
  what the nice fellow must have been thinking 
as we stood there and talked?
 He apparently had decided 
he would tell me 
just as he went out the door,
 without looking back.
 He must have envisioned the expression he would surely see on my face when I located the scene he’d described. 
I don’t know if men are prone to giggling. 
But I’ll bet this fellow was giggling
as he made his way to the car.
At this moment,
 it’s important for me to tell you
  I’ve never had either of these experiences again.
 I really have changed my habits,
 about certain things.
My friends and family would tell you it is rare for me to change my mind about anything,
and I still have some mind changing to do.
At Christmas that year, 
 my family gave
 me a bottle of fabric softener 
and a pair of nylons
with lace edged suspenders sewn on them.

One of the changes I have yet to make
 is not to share with anyone 
the embarrassing things 
that happen to me.

I really do need to change my ways.

Photography by Mary Anne Whitchurch Tuck

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Loved to write since high school..as the years pass memories and relationships are primary. (There is also room for an opinion or two.) Feeling good at the age of eighty-five, enjoying life and a hobby of photography. Lived on a small farm for sixty-one years. welcomed three sons, two grandkids, and 3 greats. Owned and operated an Ace Hardware and Hallmark Shop, managing also to raise sheep for ten years. Shared sixty-two years of marriage before his passing in 2017. One son has also passed on to the next life, Memories really are "Made From This". Welcome to my world!

2 thoughts on “THINGS I SHOULD NEVER FORGET TO REMEMBER..

  • April 23, 2020 at 4:32 pm
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    • April 23, 2020 at 4:47 pm
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