How To Get a Florida Sun Tan The Hard Way

By now most of you know that I am just a country gal that moved to the big city so most of my back in the day stories are from getting out of the country and learning about life.  That brings me to a story about my vacations to South Florida where my brother lived.  He was a fun guy with a great sense of humor who had done it all and continued to live out all his dreams until his death and therefore became the Man in my Eyes.

So I took my first jet plane ride to pay him a visit in his home in Lake Worth, Florida outside of West Palm Beach.  Since it was the middle of July, I remember getting off the plane and thinking I had fell into a sauna bath.  I had never felt that type of climate nor seen a palm tree so this was the beginning of my brother having a little fun with his young sis.

I had big plans to get a beautiful sun tan like the beautiful girls that I had seen in the magazines.   So on arrival at his house I headed for the bedroom to change into my one piece bathing suit.  My suitcase was packed with jeans and such.  My brother looked at me and with his dry sense of humor said, “Sis that’s a lot of bathing suit.  Now if you want something to drink you can get it out of the refrigerator cold or pick some grape fruit or oranges off the trees in the back.  Just make yourself and home.”  It did appear that he was laughing inside but little did I know why but I was soon to learn.

Out to the patio I went with a cold drink, a water bottle, sun screen, towel and headed for the lawn chair to acquire that beautiful sun tan from the Florida sunshine. Darn there were grape fruits and oranges all over those trees.  I couldn’t tell which was which since all of them were big and the same color but I wasn’t about to let him know of my dumbness.  Now I was a few minutes into this thing and sat down.  Ouch!  The darn chair burned my leg.  Next my body began to sweat like all get out.  My head felt like the sun was sitting on top of it.  I sprayed myself with the water in the bottle and darn if it had not even turned hot already.  That one piece bathing suit felt like a Hugh elastic band tightening up my body and my legs were bright red. I hadn’t even gotten to the sun screen.  My hair was soaked with sweat and my sun glasses were steamed over. Lizards darted all around the chair and the sand burned my feet.  Then I rubbed a little lotion on to get that beautiful tan but found myself covered in sand because I had laid the bottle on the ground.  So ten minutes into this Florida sun tanning experience there I sat, sweating, scratching, burning, thirsty with my feet in the air to stay away from the lizards and dreaming of AIR CONDITIONING.

My brother Paul was relaxed back in his lazy boy chair inside taking a little nap but not really asleep just waiting for my dumb self to come inside so he could have a little fun with me.  Okay, I thought something is wrong with this picture.  I have to go in to cool off, get this sand off my body and take a look at my beautiful tan.  There he sat just waiting.  I came in grumbling about how hot I was and looking quite a mess.

Slowly Paul looked up with that I got her playful grin and said, ”  Sis you have only been out there for ten minutes.  That suit looks like a tent.  It takes longer than that to get a tan in Florida. Did you check out any of the little stores at the airport to see if they bottle Florida sunshine for St. Louis gals because it appears you might need it.”  That was my first lesson learned in Florida.

  1. Don’t bother taking heavy clothes with you in July just wait until you arrive and go to the consignment shops for little or no clothing
  2. Don’t go in your brother’s back yard at 1 p.m. when there is no air circulating and the sun in burning hot.
  3. Make sure you read a book on Florida lizards before leaving your city.
  4. Read up on oranges and grape fruits because they are very different colored when falling off the trees than in the stores.
  5. Make sure you have a good pair of Florida sandals for your feet.  Leave the heavy designer boots up North.
  6. Don’t rush to get a tan within a 10 minute time span in someones back yard.  Take a nap first and relax then head for a beach where the wind is blowing.
  7. If you happen to have a relative that you are visiting, I would suggest asking a few questions about Florida sunshine, sand, climate daily changes and any other things you might need to learn before landing in South Florida.
  8. Don’t dare let your older brother get over on you.  Be wise.  Ask him questions before beginning this adventure.  After all he knows much more about it than you and it is okay to learn before experiencing pain.
  9. Take a deep breath.  Go to the shower.  Look in the mirror.  Don’t expect to see a tanned magazine bathing beauty but instead a red sweating City Gal.  Get a nice soft white tee shirt from your brother for after the shower clothing attire.
  10. Shower, relax, chill out, enjoy the air conditioning.  Take a little much needed nap.  After the nap start preparing for your next days adventure on the boat deep sea fishing.

There is six more days to this story and I learned a lot the first day.  The second day is to begin at 4 a.m. to get ahead of the hot sun on the fishing trip to catch Jaws himself. Now like there is a way of getting away from Florida sunshine in July. The Country City Gal Goes Deep Sea Fishing For The First Time!  Stay tuned.  I have learned from all my experiences after thirty years and I need to take a little nap, chill out and relax before writing this next story.  Stay tuned.  Come back for my BIG FISHING TALE in the great salt water of a Big Ocean!

For Boomer Vacations

Originally posted 2010-12-29 01:12:53.

My Nightmare Story

As a night shift worker, I sometimes have sleep problems so I get up and write. Writing can be done at any time. Writing clears my mind and brings a sense of accomplishment. One can write anything that their heart desires. So here I sit writing at midnight about something that happened which was rather alarming for a short time.

As a night shift worker, I sometimes have sleep problems so I get up and write.  Writing can be done at any time. Writing clears my mind and brings a sense of accomplishment.  One can write anything that their heart desires.  So here I sit writing at midnight about something that happened which was rather alarming for a short time.

The day was overcast with no sun in sight as I drove to the bank, post office, and grocery store.  After completing my chores, I returned home. I stuck a nice pot roast in the crock pot for dinner. I prepared myself some comfort food for a very late lunch. For desert I ate chocolate peanut butter ice cream.  As normal, I started to feel drowsy. I laid down on the cot by my computer to rest a bit.

Suddenly, odd things started to happen with the computer.  My face book screen was flipping.  Then something even more unusual took place.  Up popped different kinds of screens.  One had my favorite movie on it.  Another pop up stated I had just won a meat market.   A cartoon character appeared on the screen dancing around. The speakers came on very loud.  Heavy metal rock music started to blast through them.  My printer started printing.  Then it began banging.  After all this confusion, face book totally bit the dust.  None of the problems on the screen had any x out buttons.   I just used my mouse and started clicking.  The more I clicked, the more the computer went wild.  There were dogs playing on one side of my screen.  Then I received an email demanding that I publish a story.  Another pop up had a picture of a big hairy thing sticking its tongue out at me.  Having had enough of this nonsense, I tried to shut the computer down, but failed.  “Oh my, I must have been hit by Trojan horses and hacked.”I thought to myself.  I grabbed for the computer plug and disconnected it.  The printer continued to print. The heavy medal continued to play. All the nutty stuff continued to invade my computer screen.

Suddenly I awakened.  My dog was sitting on my stomach. My body was drenched in sweat.  The cover from the cot was on the floor.  The television had a crazy science fiction movie playing.  I glanced at the clock which said 12 midnight.  I looked over at my computer which was turned off.  My broken printer was silent.  What a drag!  I had fallen asleep and had a  NIGHTMARE!

According to, a nightmare can be caused by fear, stress or anxiety and  psychological problems.  Nightmares can also be caused by some foods that we eat before falling asleep.  “That is it!” I thought to myself as I began to remember what I had eaten earlier.

My suggestion for the prevention of a nightmare and peaceful rest is; Don’t eat a chicken salad sandwich, cheddar and bacon potato skins, dill pickles, and peanut chocolate ice cream before laying down after a comfy food feast. If you have a hairy dog, make sure it has its own sleeping spot.  Set your alarm clock in case you fall asleep since you may not want to mess up a good evening.  Above all, be more reasonable about your eating habits than I was.  Henry The Eighth I am NOT!  Even though I love to write stories, I would prefer to eliminate the Nightmares while I continue to write at odd hours of the night.

Originally posted 2011-03-10 21:24:07.

Using Boomer Wisdom To Be Healthy

There are four important parts of the human make up to have a healthy life style: Physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual. In my younger years of life my priority focus was on how I looked on the outside. With age comes that wonderful part of our life called WISDOM and a more balanced approach to healthy living.

There are four important parts of the human make up to have a healthy life style and to improve Boomer health: Physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual.  In my younger years of life my priority focus was on how I looked on the outside.  My favorite exercise was walking.  Sometimes I would walk at least 5 miles each day either on a treadmill or in the park.  I was constantly dieting, measuring my waistline and switching from one health club to another.  After years of this I realized that there was more than just looking good on the outside in order to be a whole person.

Boomers Should Maintain a Healthy Balance.

Today it is important for Boomers to maintain a healthy balance.  Meditation deepens one’s self awareness and strengthens self esteem and acceptance.  It empties our minds in order to let the good stuff in.  At night I play meditation Cd’s which help me to relax.  I practice slowing down and deep breathing to deal with stress.

Spiritually nourishes us in a deep place, provides us with a sense of meaning and purpose, and brings us home to ourselves  to be a better person.  I read the Bible daily.  There are many good books out there such as ,The Art of Happiness: a handbook for Living by Dalai Lami and Howard Cutler.  In addition there are audio books, tapes, and spiritual music to sooth one’s soul.  The public library, places of worship and many other sources provide these aids at little or no cost.

When my mood starts to get a little low I find that it helps to be around positive, healthy spiritual people.  Just being outside and enjoying the sunlight helps to lift my spirits. An hour spent in a park  walking, listening to nature, looking at  ducks in the water can be uplifting.  The joy of getting out of myself by helping another person is the biggest reward of all.

Sometimes I use slogans that I have pasted on my wall or counter top.  One is H.A.L.T =  Hungry, Angry, Lonely or Tired.  This is such a simple word but has a large impact on my life.  When I ask myself what have I eaten today, was I angry about something, did I isolate too much, did I get the proper rest I then can see what I need to improve.  I used to keep this posted on my bulletin board in front of my desk when I worked in oncology.  It proved to be my measuring stick for a better healthy balance.

Now that I am entering into my senior years, I am grateful for life’s experiences.  I understand that there is no one quick fix to being healthy.  It does not come in pill form that one swallows then all of life’s problems disappear.  It can not come in one visit to a place of worship or a one time visit to the gym.  It instead takes daily practice and the willingness to live.  When that last day arrives I want to look back and be able to say, “Life was a challenge but I did the best that I could do to contribute to the meaning of my life and the lives of others.”  With age comes that wonderful part of our life called WISDOM.

Originally posted 2011-01-04 13:42:45.

How Being Age 62 Is Today

When my mother was age 62, I was about 22 years old.  Mom had white hair and worn an apron over her dress.  All her meals were made from scratch.  She worked in the garden and canned vegetables for the winter.  Mom relaxed at the end of a day under a shade tree in her favorite lawn chair.  My parents did not have air conditioning and did not complain about that.  She was poor but proud.  She enjoyed the simple things in life until she passed on at age 70.  Mom enjoyed small town living.

Now I am 62 and my oldest daughter is in her 40’s. Unlike my Mom, I am divorced and still working.  My wardrobe consists of uniforms, jeans, tee shirts, sandals,shorts, and leisure outfits.  There is no apron and my hair is bright RED.  I only put on dresses for weddings and such.  Most of my meals are fixed in the microwave.  My air conditioning runs at top speed in my apartment.  I DO complain if it does not work properly.  The nearest shade tree that I can sit under is down the street at the city park.  There is no garden to work in because my little concrete patio is outside my front door and gardening is not allowed here.  The patio is big enough though for a potted plant.

Mom was so happy to see 62.  Sixty two meant that she and my Dad could finally draw their social security and not have to worry about working outside the house.  It even enabled them to be able to purchase their first little home.  At 62, I have owned and sold five houses which are gone along with husbands.  Social security does not mean security nor the ability to purchase a house.  Mom wrote me letters each week and sent them by the United States Postal Service.  In them she made many strong suggestions on how I should live my life in the big city.  I don’t write letters to my daughters but do read about them on face book now and then.  I don’t tell my kids how to live their lives because that would not go over well with them AT ALL.

At 4a.m. most mornings, my Mom was ready to get out of bed to fix a down home cooked breakfast.  Since I work the night shift, 4a.m. is a time to stretch, rub my red eye balls, and dream about going to bed.  Mom never drove a car.  I drive one all night at work.  I wonder what she would say about THAT.

Yes, being 62 today is a bit different than when my Mom was age 62.  There are still some things that are the same.  My mother loved her children and I do too.  My mother appreciated the value system that her Mother taught her and I do too.  My mother did what was necessary to live her life one day at a time and I do too.  My mother had pride and I am grateful to say, “I do too!”

Originally posted 2011-04-14 22:06:50.

Opinions Are Like …

The Working Boomer knows everyone has their own opinion and urges Boomers to speak out and strive to make the world a better place.

I am a free spirit Baby Boomer.  Sometimes that is good and sometimes it is not.  Tonight I am trying to get some cleaning done on my day off but I have a deep urge to write.  The computer is drawing me back like a magnet so I have to just do it!  I HAVE to WRITE!

My oldest brother that has been deceased for many years said, ” Opinions are like a…  Everyone has one.”  He was a great person in his later years and everyone loved him.  I will try to do a story on him at another time because he was a free spirit also and inspired me.  I found him in his many travels when I was 20 years old.  My life has changed and continues to change from that day forward.

My point here is just this.  We all have opinions.  Some are good and some are not.  We all are human.  We all make mistakes.  We all have the right to CHOOSE. Today my choice is to be the person that I am meant to be.  I am real.  I am alive.  I am who I am.  I can change.  I can have an opinion.  You can choose to agree or disagree.  You are you.  You are alive. you can change. You have the right to your opinion.  You fit in your own mold.  I fit in my mold.  Our differences make Us even stronger.  Thank God for a country where we can have the RIGHT  to SHARE our Opinions.

Now in conclusion I will just say, thank you to ALL that express your opinions, speak out and strive to make the world a better place in EVERYTHING YOU DO.  Now that I have written, I will be able to get back to some serious cleaning.  Keep smiling Folks.  Life is what WE  make it!

Originally posted 2010-12-08 02:36:50.

The Beatles on The Ed Sullivan Show Feb 9, 1964

The Beatles on The Ed Sullivan Show

On February 9, 1964 my wife Mary Ann washed her hair late Sunday PM so that she wouldn’t have to go to church. The reason?  To stay home and watch The Beatles on The Ed Sullivan Show along with 73 million other people.  She took these photos that she still has. There are like 30 photos and the cost to process was $1.03. The photos held up well. Enjoy!

photo of George Harrison on Ed Sullivan
Mary Ann’s favorite George Harrison


the beatles on the ed sullivan show
The Beatles on Ed Sullivan
Paul McCartney on ed sullivan
Dreamy eyes Paul McCartney


John Lennon photo Ed Sullivan
John: Sorry Girls, He’s Married


Ringo Starr on the Ed Sullivan Show
Ringo Starr
John Lennon on Ed Sullivan
John Lennon




Photo package. $1.03 to process 30 photos


Originally posted 2014-02-09 07:26:27.