Memory Making

In the movie Parent Trap, one of the twins is hugging her grandfather and sniffing his jacket. He asked her what she was doing. She said – Making Memories.

Making memories out of a day can be just the thing to take an ordinary day and turn it into an extraordinary day. Have you ever had one of those days, when you find yourself in the midst of a situation that could possibly be deemed as not so wonderful? There is one thing for sure – the memory will never leave us and when we do look back they make for some of our most precious times.

Over the years, those that know me well know that I am known for my stories. Happenings and moment making events that are sure to being a smile on the faces of others, because they can not believe they are true.

One of the reasons I added this blog to my website, is to give me the freedom to spin the tales of adventures I have found myself in and not have to go back and rework and redo my website so often.

Just this past weekend, I had one of those Memory Making Moments. I have just written a friend an e-note and by the time I finished it, I realized I must share this tale in my blog.

A friend asked me to go to a movie this weekend. She is old friend from the street I raised the children on. She and I have known each other for somewhere around 30 plus years. We are like City Mouse/Country Mouse. When I got to her house, I asked her where she got the tickets from. It was from the Church that hurt my daughter and husband when they were on staff there. The Church had bought out that hour of the theater. So t I am going to be right up in the midst of these folks that I would like to take a belt to doing my children wrong. I just prayed that no one would recognize me.

She told me she ad a couple of stops to make before and after. On the way we had to stop by and leave her daughter a half box of detergent - now mind you, she did not go to the door and ring the door bell, she just left it in the car port and then called her on the cell phone to tell her it was there. Then we dropped by her garden so she could pick up veggie's out of the garden for Sunday lunch. I sat in the car - (I don't do garden's any more). So far so good.

As the movie ended, someone announced that there was going to be dessert at the Church. My friend said she needed to run by this Church and pick up the almost dead mums to make the Sunday Arrangement for the front of the Church (just use green plants I say!!). Now picture this. I am standing outside in the dark waiting for her to open the front of the church up. She promised we would get in and get out before the “crowd” arrived. When we got there it was dark and I told her I would just stay in the car, that way I would not have to accidentally run into anyone. Oh but my friend insisted that I help her. As we start to the front, she takes an exit left to the side of the church through the shrubs. Now mind you I did not follow, I had no idea what she was doing. Surely she was not hiding, or maybe she did not want anyone to see us either. I quietly hollowed, what are you doing? She responded with a statement that the plants outside needed watering. How did she know this it was dark and I could hardly see in front of my face? She never said we were going to water the plants. By this time people are driving up and of course you can imagine – I am standing in the dark in the front of a Church I did not attend and my friend is roaming around in the bushes!!!

Finally she unlocks the door and we slip into the dark, there she starts handing me these potted mums. All I can think of is please God do not let us be arrested for taking flowers out of a Church. You know someone might have thought we were robbers and called the police on their cell phone. As we exit the front of the Church in the dark. Cars are pulling up next to her car and I just knew someone was going to say halt put those mums down, but no one seem to care, guess they were move interested in the desserts. Finally we were on our way.

But the story does not end here. Just as we settled back into the car her cell phone rings. The next thing I know we are flying down highway 80 at 60 miles an hour. She had forgotten to pick up some boards; she had bought earlier in the day at a garage sale. I was captive! Off we go to another area of the city she was driving with determination to leave the two boards she spent all of $1.00 on. As I reminded her that there were red lights ahead and that the speed limit was not quite as high as she was going, she just smiled. Finally she pulls up at a house where there are no lights on at all. Getting out of her car she disappeared to the side of the house, reappearing with her finds. All I can think of is how to explain to the police why we are taking two old boards and have a trunk full of dying mums. Just wanting to get to my own car, we both realize that the boards are not going to fit in the backseat of her car. I am going to have to get out of the safety of the car. Just as we had gotten the boards into the car, lights come on and the garage door opens. I was like a deer in the headlights. I was staring at a lady standing in her nightgown who is looking at me, with a very puzzled look on her face. She is trying to figure out who we are and I am trying to figure out what to say. She is looking directly at me. "We've come for the boards", I called to her. "What" she says as she strains to see who I am. Louder I said "We have come for the boards". "Oh" and just as quickly as the garage door went up the garage door closes and there I stand in the dark again.

On my way home, all I could think of was this was one of those Memory Moments. Someone would love to hear about. So what's in your memory??