Sagerat Scribbles

• Sep. 15, 2007 - So He Made Me the Queen of His Double Wide Trailer

Posted in More About Me

When Dear Man and I got married he lived in one state and I lived in another. So prior to my coming to live with him he went out and found an apartment for us. (Because living together in the barracks would be a no-no.) He then got me all set up for fine E-3 living, I gave birth to our daughter so we were now a family, and he told me to hold down the fort while he went gallavanting about the sea.

While he was gone I bought a house. A real house, one that a realtor would classify as "cozy", and Neeto and I awaited the arrival of the King to his castle. He was very pleased with the arrangement but duty called once again, and this time I was told to reign ever so fair and just over our kingdom.

Later we sold the kingdom in order to move to Paradise. We moved into a cinder block concoction of the 50's because it costs more to live in Paradise then it did to live in a kingdom. It was more like a bunker. Dear Man had to go out on patrol several times and I was told to mind the troops and munitions.

Several moves later from bunkers, to prisons (so that apartment seemed) to shacks, we were really moving up in the world.  We now live in the nicest house we have ever lived in. Just like the country song by Sammy Kershaw, Dear Man made me the Queen of his double wide trailer, with the polyester curtains and the red wood decks. It fits the situation to a T.

The thing is, that with a title like that I feel like I should be snapping bubble gum, wearing gaudy jewelry, sporting skin tight leotards and an oversized shirt with a zebra hair belt, and have my hair so teased up that if anyone were to blow their hot breath on me, my head would go up in flames.  Now there's a picture.

Instead I'm a frumpy, dumpy, oh so lumpy, grumpy, housewife. Any more "py's" and I could be seven dwarves in one.  Where I really need to live is in a cottage somewhere in the woods, hidden from society so as not to be an embarrassement. Then maybe I could recover my inner fair maiden with natural and organic herbs and oils. Dear Man could then come and take me to the wood cutters ball and we would live happily ever after in a motor home.

The End

• Sep. 15, 2007 - Very cute!

Posted by peppermintpatti

Your tale is so very cute! I can relate to the big hair thing... wasn't it just yesterday (at least in Texas)that we were in high school teasing our hair between classes? Augh!!! Thanks for the giggles!

Sitting in the Sonshine,
Patti

• Sep. 15, 2007 - So He Made Me the Queen of His Double Wide Trailer

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