pinetop has my heart. there is just something about the air, the trees, the smell of this little town that calls me. whenever i am here the draw becomes stronger and stronger. this has been a fabulous weekend. the town was full of all kinds of people with all kinds of art shows, antique shows, craft fairs, the car show, a poker run, a parade. you know all the things that make a small town a small town. pinetop...i will be back.
the run in the pines car show may just have to become a tradition! my guy had a blast riding this 1958 cushman to the car show. both scooters got a lot of attention at the show. i personally don't remember them but it seems lots of people do. the show was a blast. and they had the best music! the show didn't accept cars made after 1973 so the music was right up my alley. i sang my little heart out. why tomorrow i might even enter the hula hoop contest. i won it in 4th grade...it could happen again. fancy cars, good food and great company. a very grand day!
you know that boy i live with. i get him all to myself for a week. 7 whole days. no golf clubs, no dove hunting, no sighting in a scope, no scouting for white tail, no target practice. just he and me in our lovely, cozy condo. i'm one happy girl. we are headed up to pinetop...one of my favorite places on earth. it's cool and brisk. and the pinetop lakeside fall festival and arts and crafts show is this weekend. along with the annual run in the pines car show. and a parade. and an antique show and mall. and a trip to springerville to visit a new to me old general store that is supposed to have everything. and thrifting and yard sale-ing. what more can a girl ask for. thanks babe for indulging me. i love you.
update: his clubs and his binoculors are in the car. just in case he said.
i am wife to 1, mother to 3, mil to 3, nana to 10. i love family, interior design, before and afters, black and white, pink, brighton, summer, mountains, coke zero, patty tacos, and my faith. honesty and loyalty are important to me. i'm glad that i still get butterflies when the boy i live with comes home. i wish i were thinner, smarter, and wittier. i wish i had better handwriting. but i am happy, satisfied and grateful. my pocketbook is full.