Gal Pals of fun

As this time comes around.. it always has me

pondering about the past.. and now that I am

in my seventies.. a little pondering of the

future.. and how much is there..

Because life is alike  roll of toilet paper,

the closer you get to the end.. the fast it

fly by..

In the past I have had some fun gal pals..

BFF to the younger crowd..

When I was in my late 20, and early 30's it

was Cherie... Cherie, at the time was a single

mom with 4 kids.  And a neighbor.  I was

married and had a bunch of kids too.

When she was building a panty shelf area,

we did it what we referred to as the Roslyn

way.  I don't know where we got the wood.

But she was a little short of funds, so we

used old nails. Spending one afternoon

straightening out crooked nails.  After all

they were still good.. just needed to be straight.

We would roll them on the sidewalk and pound

until they were straighten out.  We actually started

out with screws for one of our projects.. By the

end of the day, our palm of our hand were raw.

Near the end of the panty shelve project, her boy

friend from Seattle saw what we were doing, and

he couldn't take it anymore.. So he bought us

a box of good nails...  He was a keeper and she

married him about a year later.

We also changed the water pump on her station

wagon. I had seen Marv do it enough times,  I

figured I could do this.. and we did.. Using the

proper cuss words, it went in pretty well and

we got it done, and with new hoses.

Then there is the  time, we were coming back from Ellensburg,

from shopping at second hand stores.  She had

got a few shirts for a previous boyfriend...and we

decided to deliver them..  We made it 3/4 of the way

up the hill. And it was winter time in Cle Elum.  As

we came around the corner, it was a little more of a

climb than we were dealing with.. and the truck stop

going forward and started to slide backwards.  I

turn the wheel so the rear tires caught the snow bank

on the side.  In those days we didn't have cell phones.

We had cb radio's (citizen band) so we call my house

and my husband's friend Wayne answered.  We told

him our predicament.. and asked if he could call

Skip (her boyfriend) whose house was about 1/4

mile up from where we were.  And have him

come down to help us.  Wayne said sure and

he would get back to us, after he got a hold

of Skip so we would know how much of a

wait we would have.

Wayne called us back in about 10 minutes

and told us that Skip was on his way, but

he is laughing so hard, it is hard to understand

him... Seems he call the number of what he thought

was Skip's house.. and said.. WILDCAT IS IN

YOUR DRIVE WAY.  Then a woman said WHAT?

It was at this time that Wayne figured out it wasn't

Skip....but didn't explain to the woman about WILD

CAT..  hung up.. Then got ahold of Skip.

So some poor woman somewhere, was worried

about the WILDCAT  on her road.  WILDCAT

was my cb name.  Also to add to all of this.. Cherie

had to go pee.. So she step out of the truck on the

snowbank side and proceed to drop her pants to

go pee... then she let out a howl.. Seems when

she relaxed enough to go, she found herself on

a standing up icicle. 

Yep.. Cherie was my Shirley. of our Laverne and

Shirley escapades.

Oh, yea, I forgot the Christmas tree episode... The first

Christmas that Cherie was in Roslyn, she wanted a tree,

for the kids.. I asked her how big.. Up to the ceiling she

said...  A couple days later, Wayne, Marv and the kids

and I were snowmobling... the kids and Marv were

cold, so they went in the house to get hot cocoa.. I

was explaining to Wayne about needing to get a tree

for Cherie.. He said no problem.....come one.. So

I got on the big snowmobile with him with a saw.

We went up in the hills about a mile.. found a great

one.. cut it down.. which took a little bit.  After tying

it up to the snowmobile.. we headed back home.

About half way there, the snowmobile started to

bog down.. So we got off and pulled everything

out of the snow.. and started again, but we walked

with the snowmobile until we got down to the

road.. and around the corner to Cherie's house.

I told her, we have a tree for her.. And it was a

full one like she wanted.  It took all of us adults

to get it inside the house.. she looks at me and

says, I think it is a little big.. lol.. We cut off

2 feet and it still scraped the ceiling..  I think

she lopped off some off the top.. But she had

her full Christmas tree..

tomorrow.. Gal Pal Lorraine. my Lucy

and Ethel partner in crime..