DETOUR AHEAD

Please hold on tight while we take a detour from our Route 66 adventure...

Everyone tells me I am a "mini-me" of my mom. Blonde hair, blue eyes, petite, with similar mannerisms. According to my brother we even walk up stairs in the same bobbing, bunny rabbit prance. In actuality, I am the spitting image of my father, and in turn his mother. But it wasn't until I really got to know, as an adult, my only aunt that I had a moment of "Ah...So THAT's where I come from."

My aunt and I are two peas in a pod. Partners in crime. Legends in our own minds. Best friends. I feel so lucky that I found a friend like her right there in my own family. Ain't that convenient?

My aunt and I are both named for my grandmother. We both love to "time travel," admire old houses, bargain shop, drink tea, nap, talk about our family history, laugh, nap again and laugh some more.

I'll be sharing some of my favorite stories of her and my adventures (and misadventures).

I hope they'll make you smile the way they make me smile.

Stay tuned for Elizabeth and Mary Beth: Chapter One: "The Vandalizers."

Hope you enjoy. And if you could send a prayer, positive thought, good energy or well wishes to my aunt and our family to help her get through a tough time.

Merci beaucoup. (My aunt is also a Francophile).