<bgsound src="wavs/pinkpanther.MID" loop=infinite> MYRTLE BEACH: BASH 2 © By Becky The call then went out again to meet This time let there be with a little less heat So May was decided we then did comply Our hope that this one month would be dry We planned and we saved to make the trip Hoping against hope there would be no slip We almost made it down to the wire Hubby wrenched his back changing a tire I just about murdered him I do declare To miss this bash it wouldn't be fair The thing that got me really raging mad It wasn't our tire, what's makes it so bad He yelled and hollered the air turned blue He's usually quite peaceful so this was new Then an ambulance came to take him away After getting a shot he had nothing to say The test would show no damage to declare I got him a walker and told him I did dare That he get better quick or that he would Go to the bash tied to the front of my hood The time finally came to get ready to leave Deciding what to take was hard to achieve The nights would be cool and the days warm Took just about everything t’would do no harm Our grandson we had told if honor roll met We'd take him with us, he did, all was set Our truck, packed, could hold nothing more One more item I'd end up down on the floor Well we started the trip a little past noon Picked up the kid, then off we did zoom It started to rain, we'd been in a drought It would start now when we just started out Made good time an Aunt we stopped to see Looked in the bible, adding to the family tree Next day we were back on the road once more When from behind us we heard this great roar There were dozens of them as they passed us by Some waved, some smiled but most just said hi Riders of the classiest bikes I had ever seen My old hubby's eyes, my they sure did gleam Could tell he would love to be out there with them On our son's big Valkyerie and let the air stream Around his shoulders and legs it would blow Well, forget it my friend, the answer is a big no You screwed up your back, the blame is your own You are just lucky, I didn't leave you at home His eyes back on the road with a little regret Kid sticks his head up, are we about there yet? For the next hundred miles the question the same Just a little while longer play one of your games Then we entered the town we'd traveled to reach We're here once again, back in North Myrtle Beach Then I saw a few friends from last year I'd met Lord I look a mess I can't greet them just yet So we go to the room to shower and dress To meet by the pool to hug and to address The wonderful folks we had met, got to know All trying to speak at once, our faces aglow Meeting the new ones we had met only online Was really quite wonderful, we all got along fine We talked and gossiped of things from last year How things were now going, some shed a tear Like meeting family, we'd not seen for so long Murmuring, soft laughter, we felt we belonged The time came to part we all went our own way Time to go out to dinner, we'd all meet next day My hubby and grandson headed out to the sea But my friend the pillow was just waiting for me Grandson came in making terrible faces at me "Why didn't you tell me it was so salty" said he I looked at him and couldn't believe my own ears I said that is where God catches all mama's Tears Well, he looked at me as though I had gone nuts But to tell the truth I just didn't have the guts To explain why so much salt was in there the sea Cause I really just can't remember don't you see The next morning, got up to meet the new dawn Opened up the drapes and heard a loud moan Hubby flipped over and buried his gray head Under the covers and pillows there on the bed There were some folks early out on the beach Picking up shells while the waves rushed to reach Their pretty little treasures to reclaim as its own Crashing round them, saying leave and go home After a breakfast of bacon, grits, eggs and toast I went out to join the others and meet our new host Then sitting in the shade we all tried to catch up While for the luncheon someone was passing the cup We all put our money in to pay for the bash Then off we went shopping, were gone like a flash Looking for souvenirs they all seemed the same Everyone to buy for, now who is the first name Took grandson to the Alligator Park just to see If the albino gator was white, so we paid the fee These ugly prehistoric monsters just lying in wait For some poor soul to slip, they needed the bait It was there, that white lazy reptile, lying in the heat It's speed grabbing handouts was really quite neat As it's jaws opened it was amazing just how wide Oh my lord! big enough for a child to step inside I got shivers and turned away and almost died A snake wrapped round his neck, his grin wide Was my precious grandson, no fear did he show Having the best time of his life, his face all aglow I turned away to see something more my speed Some beautiful turtles sunning so natural indeed There was one there must have been a great age He was huge, waist high, as far as I could gage I took lots of photographs, to put in the scrapbook Started gathering the family, they all had a last look Saying they wanted to return, maybe in a year or two If we should comeback, I'll find others things to do Returning to the hotel, we all went down to the beach The water so blue, the waves crashing as if to reach To claim what it had left behind, it's search was wide Lovingly, gathering it gently, to return with the tide The pleasure of watching my boy frolic in the sea My heart checked itself, the love so full here in me Tears gathered, my eyes, full did begin to overflow How much I care for this child, none will ever know My husband, finally worn to a frazzle, from the play Decided we should go in, we would be back next day Grumbling, kid saying, you never let me have any fun Then grinning, last one a rotten egg, he began to run A show for that evening, we had all longed to attend Just getting ready the excitement, a lot to contend Where will we meet, do you have the tickets dear Will you please hurry up I want to get out of here We were on our way as usual we were late to start If we miss the show would break the kids heart We got there in time, we really put on the speed We were just in time to enter the "Dixie Stampede" Took us a while to make our way to the second floor To find our places to enter though the right door The noise level the decibels I know would have read Same as the airport in Atlanta some would have said Finally the floor show started out came the Emcee Riding a horse, now, that was really something to see For this was a dinner theater I had never seen such Eating, watching horses, wagons, what a great touch The first thing the darn fool did was to divide us into One side the gray while the other side for the blue This show an enactment of the War between the States I'm supposed to be yelling for the north? Land sakes! Me, a Southern Belle born, bred though and through I'm to yell for some Yankee some fool dressed in blue Grandson said "come join in the fun sweetheart please That war has been over a hundred years, oh jeese" I just had to smile and whispered in his little ear You tell anyone about this, I'll smack ya, ya hear We yelled and stomped on the floor with our shoe We whistled for our dear sweet boys in the blue While on the other side they yelled for the gray We booed and we hissed and I just want to say You can really get into it, I forgot for awhile there Who had really won the war, no more did I care Those folks had us enthralled, our eyes seemed to pop The horses and wagons would they be able to stop They tore around the arena at galloping high speed My heart was in my throat, Oh! Wow, Yes! indeed At the end of the performance the applause was great A standing ovation, several times, for they did rate Each one they received, with whistles and shouts I guess that's what they say showmanship is all about The show let out, souvenirs we bought at no little cost We then exited the theater and soon promptly got lost We turned onto the wrong hi-way, we got turned around Not for awhile did we know we were homeward bound Finally after telling hubby you're going the wrong way I persuaded him to ask for directions, and I just may Faint dead, cause he actually did, though he will deny That he was really lost, I just sit back and loudly sigh After a good night sleep, a new day has now dawned I peek over the cover, stretched and then yawned I then remember, the on-line chatters bash is today Hit the floor running, "first dibs for the shower" I say Our grandson is left with video and some of his toys While we go to the luncheon with older girls and boys The room is packed to the rafters no more can get in Everyone is laughing, greeting each other and then It is time to get started, announcements are done Luncheon is served buffet style on the dot of one Finally make it through the line and sit down to eat When all of sudden, startled, we are up on our feet Into the room come prancing four objects in pink I can't believe what I see and I just about sink Back down into my chair and just about swoon Then I start laughing, praying that they don't moon Us, as we giggle cause we see and we know who The sweet, wonderful, brave guys in tiny pink tutu's Could be talked into doing it, Oh, Jewel, thank you For making me laugh so hard it was all I could do Not to double over, fall off my chair onto the floor I finally had to get up and head for the back door For nature called because I had laughed so hard I just barely made it out through the back yard When back in the room where the tutu's danced I tried to get in close to see and as I advanced They were posing and primping for all to see And one tutu sat there with a lady on each knee Wrapping up the gig dancing as they passed by In Rockett style starting kicking their legs high We cheered them on as they went on their way My it has certainly been such a wonderful day But it wasn't over by a long shot it by any means For we are to have a fashion show, so it seems Of all kind of hats made up of all sorts of things From fish nets and to flowers to dangling strings There were sea shells and papers with screen names Each person there was listed we then made a game We found our name and cut it off one of the hats Looking at us you'd have thought we'd gone bats When we finally made it back to our hotel room All I wanted to do was to do was to resume Thinking about all that had happened today How happy we all were and I'd like to say No bunch of folks nowhere else can be found Like the ones I just left and I will be bound We'll be on the computer before the days end Going into chat rooms, typing and hitting send Telling who didn't make it how much fun we had Saying next year we hope to meet them, to bad That they could not make it, sorry, got to dash Make sure you plan to be at our next year's bash Belljoye December 27, 1999 Return To The Becky Collection