School has started back up at our house and now I'm playing catch-up on reading everyone's blogs. My older two boys have gone back to college and we're getting back on our regular schedule. It's hard to believe it's 2010!I come from a family of storytellers, and I seem to be carrying on the tradition. My kids have heard all of my stories. “Over and over” they would say. Here are a few of them…I’ve been held up…I’ve worked for spies (unknowingly)…I’ve worked for an actress and met a long list of celebrities…I’ve been on a date with Eddie Munster (well, that’s not his real name but now you know who I‘m talking about, and this one is a bit embarrassing anyway)…
I’ve walked in on a robbery in progress and didn’t even know it, and left while it was still going on…I’m a descendant of a man who ran for president twice (and lost both times!). These are just a few, and they’re all true. My life before becoming a blessed mom and wife.
Now you must be wondering why I have photos of Elvis on the post? Well, January 8th is his birthday. If he was still alive, he would be turning 75. I was a big fan of Elvis during a time when most of my friends were fans of Rod Stewart and Elton John, etc., etc. My 8th grade teacher was giving away his old 45’s to his students and he knew I liked Elvis so he gave me this.I still have it. Maybe it's worth something now.
I had one friend that liked Elvis too, and the year before he died, when I was 16 years old, we went to see him in concert. We were in the nosebleed section but we didn’t care, it was wonderful.He died 2 days after my 17th birthday. Yes, I'm 49. I was heartbroken, just like many others all over the world. I took art classes in school, so I drew a picture of him. Not the best, but I thought it looked kind of like him. My art teacher put it in an art show in the mall, and this is what happened to it.
Yep, somebody came up and kissed my picture. Boy was I mad! A few years later I met an artist who told me that he’d been commissioned to paint a picture of Elvis and he’d put lips on the cheeks that showed a “kiss” just like this. He even sent me a photo of the painting. I wish I still had it. I'd show it to you now. It did make me feel a little better.
Anyway, when I was 22, I was working for an actress and sometimes I took acting classes with her. My acting partner was a guy named Michael Edwards. I bet you don’t recognize that name, do you? He was Priscilla Presley’s boyfriend.He later wrote a tell all book about his years with Priscilla Presley. One day she came to class to watch our scene and I got to meet her. All my life I wanted to meet Elvis, and now I was meeting his ex-wife. I wanted to ask her so many questions about him, but what can you say? I was standing there with her boyfriend, so I couldn’t very well ask about her ex-husband. I just said “hello”, we made a little small talk, and that was it. Gone was any opportunity to find out about him from someone who knew him best.
I still have the record though :-)