4|2|2016
i pull my jeep in next to bambi, hoping one of my trailer neighbors has left me a pink post-it note or a hello or helium balloons. why would they do that, you wonder...it's just how i live life inside my head & mom says ask & you shall receive. {i'm in trailer spot e6}. wink.
instead, my trailer door is open. & it's now midnight & dark & i'm alone. uh oh. is it possible that i forgot to shut that door three days ago. it was an early 3am, the morning i left for the san jose a...irport en route to phoenix, arizona for spring training, some sunshine & sedona.
my eyes are big, standing at my front door...because it's possible i did leave it open.
dear bad guy, i'm kinda scared now so please don't be hiding in my bathroom & if you steal my floral lawn chairs & fur rug...i will taser you & tell the judge i smiled while you squirmed.
& dear god, mayday...can you send my special forces rescue team in for 'operation trailer door open.' get jeff c here. bring in nic & his swat team. get the sarge & the portland police department down here, stat. & my alaska trooper & my u.s. marshall & my firefighter. oh & my pararescue jumpers. all 4 of them. of course i volunteered to be lowered down an alaskan rock cliff, just so i could be rescued by those hunky heroes, for their training purposes of course. & for my pleasure, shhhh. i am sooo bad. {hi guys}.
note: i have only made out with one of the police officers {matt} & the firefighter {victor}.
let's move on...why did i leave the damn door open.
it's 3am & i'll be departing from terminal a @ 6:05. i need coffee & a nap & i'm most likely delusional for obvious reasons at that time of day. i hadn't packed or even shaved my legs. my hot shower runs off two 7 gallon propane tanks. i had been afraid to refill the empty one, mostly because it looks like a bomb & i'm certain that it will explode if i touch it. and really, showering + shaving is complicated when the hot water runs cold because you didn't fill that extra tank.
that afternoon in phoenix, while i sipped on my second captain morgans adult beverage in a hot pink water bottle...i looked down to notice unshaved hairs on my left lateral calf, right knee & bilateral bikini lines. while laying next to a guy with a gorgeous muscly chest & pheromones that can make a girl go gaga. i hoped he didn't notice.
okay okay, what happened with the open door. yay, nothing at all. i cracked the door open & took a peak to find bambi just as i left her.
this is just the story & there is no aha life changing lesson today {other than if a grande iced caramel macchiato with soy wakes you up & helps you shave your legs & lock your trailer door...please add starbucks to your rescue team}.
wild heart • gypsy soul
xoxo, miss airstream