....."but they was witnesses that seen us redeemed" Anniversary Rendezvous part 2

Pete: The Preacher said it absolved us.

Ulysses Everett McGill: For him, not for the law. I'm surprised at you, Pete, I gave you credit for more brains than Delmar.

Delmar O'Donnell: But they was witnesses that seen us redeemed.

Ulysses Everett McGill: That's not the issue Delmar. Even if that did put you square with the Lord, the State of Mississippi's a little more hard-nosed.

[laughs]

Ulysses Everett McGill: Baptism! You two are just dumber than a bag of hammers!

O Brother where art thou

Well we all never know what will happen with the off color couple...that is for sure!

We drove over mountains, through little towns,

stopping at 

church yard sales and little shops

and

anything that looked like it might 

have some kind of story in the making...

big daddy is good about stopping anytime I ask---as long as I ask

three miles down the road and he can plan--

of course he does drive like a bat out of hell 

and proclaims me to be the "bad driver" in the family

....

that is another topic for another blog

and

since this is my blog and not his

I can proclaim to be the best driver in the off color family and nobody can argue that call.

....

we arrive at our destination after a long ride in the car

and

many Eagles tunes--

I go in and check in while Big Daddy nicotines it up out in the parking lot.

The owner proceeds to show us to our room

a rustic suite, large stone fireplace along the wall,

king size bed looking out over the mountains,

private Jacuzzi tub and private deck facing the mountains

light

light was everywhere

and

I was so pleased with our choice....

The owner explained the history of the room

and

then left saying she'd return later in the day with our 

complementary basket (full of muffins and fruit).

No sooner had she left

than I note Big Daddy 

running the Jacuzzi tub

...

now Big Daddy is a little kid in a bigger body

everything is always 

like Christmas morning

and

as soon as possible 

he has to sling the wrapping paper off and relish the surprise underneath

...if he gets a new shirt...

he never waits for a special occasion to wear it..

he puts it on immediately

even if it means he wears it to watch TV or sleep..

I suspect there is nothing wrong with this way of living 

and

someday

perhaps

I'll learn to appreciate it more...

anyway..

Big Daddy is 

running the water

undressing

and

before I know it,

there he is

naked jaybird

splashing around like he's three

putting bubbles on his head

playing...

me being the more mature adult

think...

not so sure

this is a great time...

but

I throw caution into the wind

and

strip down myself...

it is our romantic getaway and yes

this might be too much for you sensitive readers

so if you are not into off color goodness

stop reading right now!!!!

As I'm taking my clothes off, I think I hear the door crack,

so i check and there is nothing...

now

sexy hot mama

has a touch of 

obsessive compulsive disorder

I don't like germs

don't like dirt

don't like thinking about what other folks have touched ...or worse..

but

like I said,

it was a romantic getaway

so i surprise the hell out of Big Daddy

strip down and get into the tub....

bubbles and all

....

well.

....mountain sunset....

bubbles flowing

warm water

and

Big Daddy...

need I say 

where this is leading....

....

before I know it

Big Daddy and i are engaged 

in some romantic 

adult-like activity

...

no I will not disclose anything else

and

please don't share your imaginings...

....

but

we were pretty busy...

....

Little bit later..

Big Daddy is taking a nap and I'm dressed to 

go off exploring and pick up dinner...

I open the door 

and

there sits our 

gift basket outside the door....

...

hum..

did the owner come back

while we were preoccupied so much we did not hear the door?

hum...did she try to come in...

oh my.....

...

Fast forward...

we head up to the restaurant for breakfast

which is

an 

experience in itself...

her business partner

cooks

and

G. the owner serves in the morning...

and

no it is not her domestic partner because I did ask---

it is her long time friend 

of many years that she 

beckoned to come help her open the inn----she does cook some really mean French Toast like I've never had....

so....the owner brings us over our little breakfast menu to choose what delightful food we'd consume...

and she says,

"did you happen to find your gift basket?"....

and

I wonder...so I say,

"yeah....that delivery was not timed so well..."

she blushes a bit and starts to laugh...

....

no it wasn't she said!!!

and

we both laugh

but it

leaves me wondering what she might have seen!!!

Later in the week as we are joking...

she is explaining

how folks keep coming 

to the inn

and almost every week

someone say,

"the Lord sent me here......"

and

she says...

every time I hear it, it reminds me of my dad

and

I think to myself,

:holy shit what is this about:

we all laughed and i said,

'now that will preach'

....

She proceeds to tell the two other couples in the inn

how

she came upon our room 

and

witnessed 

a Holy Baptism of sort in the Jacuzzi tub...

a felt myself blush

and

before i knew it...

it had slipped out...

....

well...

you were standing on holy ground...that is for sure...

....

and 

I hear the line from 

O brother where art thou run through my head....

but they was witnesses..

that seen us redeemed...

as we have learned...

one never knows what might happen

when you travel 

with 

the off color couple on a romantic get away!!!

Have a good day...more stories to follow--but I do think..

this just might be the best one!

happy Friday..

the radical rambler...

Off Color Anniversary Rendezvous: Southern Hospitality and Jacuzzi Tub Baptisms (part 1)

“Being Southern isn't talking with an accent...or rocking on a porch while drinking sweet tea, or knowing how to tell a good story. It's how you're brought up -- with Southerners, family (blood kin or not) is sacred; you respect others and are polite nearly to a fault; you always know your place but are fierce about your beliefs. And food........ -- is darn near a religion.” 
― Jan Norris

Well, we made it!  Big Daddy and Sexy Hot have made it to twenty years of marriage.  It "ain't" always been easy but it sure has been fun that is for sure.  We've been through hell and high water and come out on the other side still smiling and I suppose at the end of the day---that's why we've made it.  We've learned that most things are small enough to find some humor and the laughing has pulled us along like a swift current flowing through the mountain--flowing over rock after another moving toward another place in time.  I summed up what it was like being married to a man for twenty years the other day....I said, "Big Daddy can get on my last nerve, can make me mad  (you know we both are what is called a "KIA"-no that isn't a car--it is what is called in the off color abode as a "Know it All" and one in the house is usually enough--try living with two) but at the end of the day when the sun meets the moon and the day is laid upon the scale--the life scale still moves over into the positive direction....real truth be told---after 20 years, he still makes my heart melt and has a way of making me laugh-even when I don't want to give him the pleasure of doing so.

We knew we wanted to do something different this year, but we didn't know what---seems we both hit upon an email for a three night stay at little mountain place called 

Archer's Mountain Inn. We talked about it for a bit and hit their web site and then just decided to purchase a coupon for the stay.  

When I called to make a reservation, the woman on the other end of the phone was both funny and pleasant.  As we talked about dates and the arrangements, I shared that we would be celebrating 20 years of marriage.  The woman disclosed that she'd been married for over twenty years and that she and her husband had just become owners of Archer's Mountain Inn.  We shared stories about "being old married women" and at the end of the phone conversation, I felt like I was talking to a friend rather than some owner of the place Big Daddy and I would be staying and she made me feel like we were the most important people on the face of the earth when she said, the coupon isn't for this room but since it is your anniversary, I'm gonna put you in the Presidential Suite (they have since renamed it, It think--to off color Holy Sanctuary)--my husband might kill me but I'm doing it it

So last Friday, Big Daddy and I loaded up the car--yes he was driving--after our pickled peppers in the baked beans from my last blog post--you'll understand.  I knew what to expect before we ever left the driveway.  Big Daddy always packs a cooler of cold drinks--seems driving makes us both thirsty and gives me a great reason to get to stop at all those little "dives" along the way. I can't stand driving past a mom and pop store or road side stand without getting out and looking---looking means I'm gathering a story or listening in on the life of another for just a moment.  He always packs a picnic "snacking food--meaning food you can eat while driving". 

We start the car, get settled in, stop for gas and a last minute bathroom break just before we get on the interstate and we're off

for an Off-Color Big Daddy-Sexy Hot Anniversary Rendezvous--

and

then

Big Daddy pulls out his little box of cassettes--who listens to cassettes anymore and why do we still have a car that plays them--

always the same play list

every road trip...

We start off with the Eagles Greatest Hits volume one and then two, move on the Billy Joel, migrate to the Carpenters and top it off with a bit of James Taylor.  

Windows down, 

wind blowing, me starting to doze off,

Big Daddy play list playing

and

we're off...

off for a great Anniversary Adventure

and

what an adventure it was....

so much adventuring...

whew...you will not want to miss our

Anniversary Antics 

or miss hearing about all the wonderful encounters

so tune in later this week for future volumes...

you will not be sorry if you don't--that is for sure---you might 

want to take a bathroom break before you 

read each morning---

cause

you just might find yourself 

laughing so hard

you'll pee on yourself.

I'm back in life this week 

and

have commitments

so I must hit the shower right now....

Here's a couple of pictures

to hold you over....

relics of day's gone by dotted the highway

reminding us of store front days

candy on shelves by the cash register 

and 

friends gathering for bologna, crackers, moon pies and a cold coca cola right from the ice box....

scenic sights

and

majestic beauty filled with sacred awe

Big daddy moving inviting himself into a family picnic.....you should have seen their faces....

sacred walks...

and 

time at the inn....

unfortunately the Jackalope did not share his glass...

and the place where Eucharistic meals were served 

and

folks gathered around Jacuzzi Tub Baptisms...

I promise you will not want to miss 

the next few posts...

but

they will only be for the off-color eyes....

Until later in the week...

The Radical Rambler...