Fall 2015: LIFE! It Has Been Quite a Ride: BETTER THAN A BESTIE

Fall's nip is in the air.  The Wisconsin roadside is harvesting cranberries for as far as the horizon and the loaded logging trucks are between the green bean and corn transports.  The pumpkins are roadside too with hand painted signs to leave $2.00-$3.00 "Big vs Small"  There is even fresh cranberries on covered tables with a honor system cash box not bolted down.  The Halloween decorations are raising from the grave and the trees add more color.  I 'm for colorful trees and little spooky decor.

 The Kirschling kiddos are all grown up and all four as different as the seasons.   Just about the time I am relaxing I get a call which starts with "Mom?"   Ron is never called unless it is "Dad.!" It works  and fortunately the concerns are solved by yours truly.  Nothing has changed.

The family has lived in five states in the last 40 plus years. Wisconsin, and Minnesota has been three different addresses,Two in Texas and three in Biloxi.  For those who have never lived in Mississippi it is a an education. 
The first meeting for Ron and me was in 1971 and the romance started in 1973.  I have realized it has worked because one of us has always managed to take turns balancing the other.   Yes, it has been a "Tag Team" approach.  There have been ten different addresses marking "Home Sweet Home."  Most homes have been "money pits". . .Rule and not the exception was attending a closing with a check for the buyers and A Thank You gift.

There are "My -Guidelines to Marriage" which most simply are 1) Never take yourself too seriously.  2)  Don't turn on the tears. . . Ron cannot handle them:  "Save em. You may need them someday,"  my dad used to say.  3)  Mom would harp, "Barb get off his back!' Finally (Ten-Four.)  Make 'im Laugh…Make 'im Laugh…Make 'im Laugh.

As far as friendships go I cannot swear nor attest that any have worked out except for those who are linked to x23andMe. It is not to say I am anti-social.  I just confide in relatives.  It has been a tough learned lesson.

I have my secrets from Ron which is nothing in violation of the 10 Commandments.  Sometimes I think a best friend would correct what was just heard. I am guilty of keeping my mouth shut. This to say to Ron is not my best friend. I haven't shared everything. I haven't been able to tell him when I got a speeding ticket in 1994 in Superior, Wisconsin.  I haven't told him when I "impulse bought the capise shell lights in the 70's" . . He has asked,  "Where YOU going to tell me.  Nope wasn't one of my stellar moments, Mr. Eagle Scout."  Your standards are Superman"s. . . I doubt Superman had a best friend Mister!  Okay, superman had Lois Lane but it was platonic.  Guess that puts Ron better than a bestie?