Monday, June 6, 2011

Adventures @ the flip of a coin

Over the Memorial Day holiday, my husband and I went for a ride in the car.  With a sense of adventure and spontaneity, we took as little as we could, hopped in the car and took off.  We drove down roads I'd never driven on, on purpose.  At every intersection we flipped a coin to see which way to turn.  One flip brought us in to the depths of inner suburbia.  It was frightening.  I understand that people live there, hey, I live there, but that doesn't mean that that is a good thing.  We followed every twist and turn and soon a feeling started creeping over us; a feeling of being trapped.  Which flip of the coin would take us out of this unsightly example of the grid we are all expected to work ourselves to the bone for?  Eating up our open spaces, our trees and spirit along the way?  It was hell.  Luckily, one flip of the coin turned us in the direction of the open road once again.

At one point, we drove in to a small town on the edge of cornfields, still empty because the soil has been too soggy to plant.  We drove right past an antique store, turned around, went back and explored there.  We were greeted by two very friendly Jack Russel Terriers - they gave Sam fits, he wanted so badly to say hi to them.  We were also greeted by old rusty items at the shop entrance, wooden cabinets that had obviously spent some time in the elements and a barrel of a woman with a voice as gravelly as the pit north of my home town.  She wore a frilly yellow tank top, no bra but a sincere and simple smile.  You couldn't help but like her, despite the voice that made you look up suddenly, expecting to see an 80 year old woman who'd been smoking since she was 12, or at the very least.....a man.
Apron find #1
Apron find #2 (fav!)

We looked at what she had to offer in her little barn/store and I was quite impressed.  There were dishes abounding, linens, books, toys, nick knacks, sewing notions, bake ware etc..  The first thing that caught my eye when I walked in was, of course, 3 skeins of cream colored wool yarn for baby stuff.  At $.50 a skein, I didn't feel too much guilt for that purchase.  My husband found two readers he learned to read from as a child....had to get those; he turned out pretty good so the books he used as a kid will be just right for our kids!  My real finds were a Madelaine pan and the aprons.  There were numerous old aprons of various styles and fabrics.  I chose three and instantly doubled my apron collection---it's getting pretty sizable now!  The prices were very reasonable, the wares worth looking at and the lady left us alone to browse on our own....I love it when shop owners do that.  All and all, I'd say I have a new place to haunt.  But next time I might leave Sam at home.

Apron find #3
Next flip of the coin took us to a larger town.  We continued on through, turned a few more times and ended up on roads that obviously led for home.  By now it was lunch so we followed the cues and headed home.  What I love about a trip like this is it took me out of my 'must prepare for every possible scenario' mentality.  It's just not possible to prepare for everything.  It's the unexpected turns in life that make it way more interesting.  Thank God I have a husband who understands this.  I have a feeling (since the theme of our 'coin' trip was his idea) that life will rarely be boring and who knows...perhaps before long I will be embracing the unexpected rather than bracing against it.


  1. Great finds!
    Does your hubby know you want to have Alton Brown's children?? You made my day with that commment lol :) Thanks!

  2. patty... this is what we used to call a Hoopla. George and I have been lost on many of these when we were young. sounds like fun! I still do it too, just without the coin.

  3. K: Ha! Well; recent events have trumped that! Glad I could make you laugh!

    Laura: (is that you?) that's a great name; I'll know what to call it next time. Getting lost can be an adventure!

    btw I posted this comment a week ago and it never showed up? Go figure.