Monthly Archives: May 2016
That dang Dinosaur tried to gallop away! Just like in the western movies.
On my way back from a recent trip, I stopped in North Platte, Nebraska. I pulled into the Sinclair gas station right off the highway… and to my delight was “Dino” the dinosaur right at the curb side. With a saddle!!!
It was beckoning me.. taunting…”you know you want to ride me”…
I heeded the call and wandered over for a closer look. Practically giddy because I dig roadside kitsch.
In spite of the fact that ‘Dino’ was wearing a pint sized kiddo saddle, I put my foot in the stirrup and started to haul my self up when all of a sudden ~WHUMP! And I was on the ground. The itty bitty saddle slid sideways.
The first image in my mind was of my dinosaur galloping off into the sunset dragging me off with my foot caught in the stirrup.
So, me nearly hysterical with laughter and hoping nobody saw (except the cars going by!)
In the next second a young man runs over and hollers “Here Lady!! Climb up!” and flings himself down on all fours to make a human stool and his friend grabs the saddle, rights it and says “I’ll hold it”
How could I say no??
They even took a picture of me. And the one fellow had his phone out too… I can only imagine that somewhere, I am now a YouTube sensation!
(you can bet the odds are good I will try it again sometime)
Once upon a time in a far off land…. Okay, not so far off, but it sure seemed like it!
Cope, Colorado is 130 East of Denver and 75 miles from ‘anywhere else’. We used to live there. Mind you, this is out there in the sandhills, with a population of a hundred. If you wanted an espresso, or French press or any other ‘fancy’ coffee~ you were pretty well out of luck.
One day a huge 1/2 page ad popped up in our bitty local paper…. advertising for the small town 45 miles North…
NEW COFFEE SHOP OPENING!!!! WE HAVE ESPRESSO!!!!
Holy smokes!! In the blink of an eye, I was the horn to my friend Shannon. We were both totally twitterpated! ESPRESSO… here we come. We made plans…
Shann lived 15 miles South of town and were 15 North of town. I bundled my two kiddos into the van (yes.. the “Down by the river” van) and headed off to pickup Shann and her three kids. and off we went, backtracking 65 miles up to Yuma only to find out that the “Espresso” they served was that push-button gas station variety.
Talk about heartbreak! We weighed the options, told the kids to settle in and we headed for
Sterling… another 50+ miles.. to a place we knew without a doubt had “the Real Deal” Did I mention ‘Da Van had no AIR and it was the middle of summer??
So… 200+ miles and an entire day later, we had our two dollar drinks and the kids had theirs. (back then they were ‘only’ 2.50!)
Lesson learned…. When you live ‘out there’ call and ask first!