I love a challenge !!! I hasten to explain....This Valentine's Day was extra special. No, we didn't make it out to Wendy's for "dinner" and Greg didn't go to "Jared's " to buy me a costly bauble....we travelled back through the mists of time, we listened to the lilting tones of the piano, flute violin and guitar wafting through the air and joined a wonderful group of friends who have so graciously included us in their festivities over the past few years. So...the challenge ? Down in the cedar barns, I scoop poop on a daily basis..copious amounts of freshly deposited mounds of steamy horse, cow sheep and chicken poop finds it way into my wheel barrow. We spend our days wrestling sheep, picking hooves and getting pooped on by irritable chickens, we weed, mow, dig holes and fill them in. Our life isn't glamorous...fashion is dictated by whatever MJ (Fox 13 weather guru) predicts, rain snow wind or sunshine. Rubber boots have replaced fancy shoes in my closet and the curling wand and the magical heated rollers are gathering dust in a forgotten drawer. "How long will it take you to get ready" Greg asked...clearly preparing to duck at the missile he expected to be my quick response! Standing in front of a bundle of fluffy petticoats and my gown draped over a coat hanger the thought crossed my mind....maybe I should have checked that it still fits ? The aroma of cinnamon spiced apple pies filled the kitchen, Greg busied himself preparing the whipped cream according to the detailed instructions I had left him (which, incidentally he didn't follow). I tripped around the house in my linen lace trimmed pantaloons whilst pulling uninvited strands of hay from my hair wondering in what safe place I had put my lace up "dancing boots". A quick check in the bathroom mirror and a prayer went to Heaven for a miracle....clearly Charm the Golden Palomino had planted a muddy kiss on my cheek , Quest our big Shire gelding had bestowed a green grassy stain over the end of my nose and my hair had very unkindly frizzed apparently beyond redemption. In the kitchen, Greg was watching the clock and I still hadn't found my boots...things didn't look good. Thirty minutes later and I was sitting in the truck with a demijohn of Gentle Giant's House home grown...well fertilized Chateau 2014 raspberry wine cradled in my arms and nestled among the yards of lilac and black satin and stiff petticoats. A quick call in to wish a very special lady in my life a happy birthday and my carriage whisked me off to the ball.
It has to be said that Cinderella may have made it to the ball...but it will NEVER be said that I can dance. The members of Fort Nisqually Living History Museum welcomed us as family, "Silkie on the Sound" were wonderful, Karen tried SO hard to call the dances and help me out, the other dancers bobbed and weaved as I turned left instead of right.... up instead of down and singlehandedly created total havoc and confusion on the dance floor. My theory is...I'm so busy working out what the next step is, I forget what I am doing.. but I had so much fun.
The Fort Nisqually family were so kind...I don't think I broke any toes and I think I know that we had a night to remember from the moment we entered the hall. Every era was represented from Regency to the swinging 20's, beautiful gowns, vivid colors, period dances and the magical music of Silkie on the Sound. Yes, it was a challenge....but it WAS SO WORTH IT !! incidentally.....I did make the transformation in 30 minutes (ish).
Take care, keep safe, M
It has to be said that Cinderella may have made it to the ball...but it will NEVER be said that I can dance. The members of Fort Nisqually Living History Museum welcomed us as family, "Silkie on the Sound" were wonderful, Karen tried SO hard to call the dances and help me out, the other dancers bobbed and weaved as I turned left instead of right.... up instead of down and singlehandedly created total havoc and confusion on the dance floor. My theory is...I'm so busy working out what the next step is, I forget what I am doing.. but I had so much fun.
The Fort Nisqually family were so kind...I don't think I broke any toes and I think I know that we had a night to remember from the moment we entered the hall. Every era was represented from Regency to the swinging 20's, beautiful gowns, vivid colors, period dances and the magical music of Silkie on the Sound. Yes, it was a challenge....but it WAS SO WORTH IT !! incidentally.....I did make the transformation in 30 minutes (ish).
Take care, keep safe, M
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