
Still hanging in there one month after my husband passed. Immediately after the funeral, I took a trip to Tennessee and then to Atlanta, where I saw the Madame Gres exhibit at SCAD. HIGHLY recommend that you go see it, as it’s not there much longer, and it’s beautiful. I will try to share pictures soon.
After Atlanta, I went back to Tennessee and spent a couple of days in a cabin in the woods, just to have time alone with my thoughts. It was a very, very spiritual experience, unlike anything I’ve ever had before. So that was the beginning of my quest to see all of the lower 48 states. When I mentioned this to my daughter, she said she has been wanting to go to New England, and that’s how I ended up with plans to leave tomorrow.
We are going on what my daughter calls “The Unhinged New England Road Trip,” and it is gonna be wild. Seriously. WILD. It’s me, my daughter, and her three kids, who just happen to be 4, 3 and 18 months. Her hubby couldn’t go, and wasn’t really up for a drive that long, so here we go. Daughter said “you know there’s going to be a lot of crying, right,” like I never travelled in the car with her when she was young. I told her as long as it’s the kids crying, I’m ok. Yes, we do have wine.
So we are going to hit seven states in nine days, and then daughter comes back to jury duty, and I come back to start working hard, with the next leg of the trip tentatively planned for mid to late September, when I’ll do the Pacific Northwest. Meantime, if you know of any cool fashion-y places in New England, let me know, because daughter says we aren’t doing any kid stuff (Hershey PA doesn’t count because chocolate), and since she’s an archaeologist, we will be doing history stuff. If I can figure in some fashion-y stuff, I’m going to try to do it. I think there’s a corset museum on the agenda, but otherwise we are open to any and all suggestions.
Check in with me in ten days. I may or may not be ok.
PS The title quote is something my mom always said to me if she hung up and had to call me back. “It’s me again, Margaret” is a Ray Stevens song. It makes me smile to think of mom saying that.