It's never dull for Wesley when she comes along somewhere with me,my friends are so fun and oddities seem to pop up everywhere,like a monkey riding a banana. We saw this on Asheboro's little main street and I had to park the car so we could both get an Instagram pic.pitiful isn't it, the things we find to amuse ourselves with!
Some ot the other things from our day: The sad melancholy Christian music in Hobby Lobby, I was looking for candle wax, but couldn't get out of that store fast enough, I find it a really depressing environment, they have waaaay too much pink stuff and the lights are too too bright. We had a great lunch with Meredith after running from that store, then went to an antique mall that has acres of Nascar memorabilia,Wesley is slightly obsessed right now. We bought a box set DVD Dale Earnhardt documentary, watched it tonight, actually a really well done film. This store also had sad Christian music playing,I find it difficult to shop to this genre of music, I have childhood flashbacks. Anyway the store owner was very nice, a true and getting more rare, southern gentleman. We told him that Wes had been to her first big nascar race and was a fan now, he said "yur rurent, aren't cha? " (you are ruined now aren't you). He told us to have a blessed day and we left, loving the fact that we live in the south and we actually understand what people say!
We stopped at a roadside flea market on the way home. There was meemaw, a man with one arm and a man with no teeth and a long pony tail. I can talk to these people, these are our southern kin. I had seen an iron kettle on a tripod when we drove by before lunch so I went back to see how much it was. I have a vision of me with a kettle,some beeswax and candle dipping going on. It's going to happen,I see it in my mind. The kettle was gone when we came back, but there was another iron kettle without a tripod. I asked the man with no teeth how much, he held up one finger, I said "one dollar?" He said, "one hundredt of um". Well no thanks. While I was talking to him the man with one arm was putting together a miniature wooden swing and Wesely found a scorpion encased in resin and made into a belt buckle. It was one of the oddest things I think I have ever seen, I almost bought it since I am married to a Scorpio.
We drove on,we stopped on the other side of the median for a school bus, debating on whether or not this was the rule,but glad we stopped because we saw a boy with a chicken head hat get off and then another little boy with a bear head behind him. It was a really odd sight, you had to be there but we laughed pretty damn hard:-) it was a day of strange,but that's what I love about the south! And I am also so glad my daughter gets this weirdness and embraces it as her culture. One month she is with monks, the next month she is meditating in a Buddhist temple, then cheering on Rowdy Busch at Charlotte Motor Speedway, that's my girl!
Gerry and I will celebrate our 29th anniversary this weekend and it all started right there in Asheboro, sort of fitting I spent the day there today with our 21 year old daughter.....
who would have ever thought it?!
The chickens are foolish teenagers now and crack me up, it's better than TV, watching them. I am mesmerized.