{Air Show}

I've been MIA because..

On April 25th I went to the Ramona Airport because The Collings Foundation's 2014 Wings of Victory Tour was in town!! 

I'm a big history nerd, my grandfather was an Army Infantry Combat Medic plus the 1940's are my all-time favorite time in history so how could I saw no?

I've always wanted to see big Bombers in real life!

Wanting to represent the American Red Cross since I actually do work there in real life, I put on my 1940's-era American Red Cross uniform and went.

There was a B17, a B24 and a P51.

One of the tour coordinators liked my ARC uniform since it went with the planes and the Rosie the Riveter and plane mechanic reenactors there.

He asked me if I wanted to come to Palomar Airport on Sunday the 27th to pose with the planes and talk with people.

Naturally, I agreed!

I went and had a blast seeing the planes again and talking with people. A lot of them asked to take my picture since I had my Red Cross uniform on (best $65 I ever spend). Quite a few had grandfathers/fathers/uncles that had been bomber pilots during the war. I even got to have lunch with a Flying Tigers pilot! We had peanut butter sandwiches and milk.Everything went so well that I was asked to come the weekend of May 9-11 to the Lyon Air Museum in Santa Ana.

I already had that weekend off anyways since I was supposed to go to the Submarine Ball with my boyfriend but he dumped me on Easter morning so my weekend was suddenly free, so why not?

Plus I met a pretty cute Swedish flight engineer too  ;)

I drove up on Friday, checked in to my hotel, and headed over to the Lyon Air Museum and got to work posing with spectators for pictures and talking with people.

I met 3 Pearl Harbor survivors; one of them even worked in a Naval Hospital Pharmacy just like I do!

I'm supposed to join the traveling/flying tour next spring so I'll be out of town for maybe a month or so.
I'm trying to get a few different ARC uniforms together as I don't want to wear the same one every day!

From the Ramona Airport and Palomar Airport:

Betty Jane the P-51.

It turned out the lady I'm posing with lives one street away from me.

I suppose it is a small world!

B-24/

B-17.

With a Flying Tigers Pilot.

B-24.

B-24/

B-24

B-17

B-24.

B-17.

B-24.

With a Flying Tigers Pilot.

B-24.

1940's Jeep at Palomar Airport.

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From the Lyon Air Museum in Santa Ana

Shiny B-17s make great mirrors.

About to take off in the B17.

In flight.

In flight.

View from the nose of the B17.

In flight.

Time to go back.

1940's BMW.

Showing off my seamed stockings in from of Steve McQueen's motorcycle.

1930's airplane.

1940's bread truck.

95 year old Pearl Harbor survivor.

The last day.

In the tail of the B-25.

Flying down the coast.

Flying down the coast.

{Hello, Doll}

Meet Florence, my 100 year old boudoir doll.

I spotted her in a cabinet at work nestled with 2 other boudoir dolls (still kicking myself for not taking them home too) and I just had to take her home with me!

She really is in great shape for her age- her white and blue silk Edwardian dress is original.

Travis told me that she is creepy.. I completely and heartily disagree, and told him to brace himself because I already ordered 2 more on Etsy from the 1930's and 1940's!!!

Being the avid sale shopper I am, they were cheap because they need restoration, but I've been reading up on composition doll repair and am excited (and nervous) to give it a go.

{Coffee bar}

We have a new coffee bar at work.

It's a French antique.

I just can't wait to learn how to use it!

{Past due: Last summer}

So I realize these are all old-ish photos from last summer, but I forgot to post them and write.

Silly me.

I just get preoccupied so easily.

Summer 2011 was one of the best I've ever had.

My mom, sister and youngest brother drove out to Houston from San Diego to get me and we drove together up north to Camargo, OK to visit my mom's parents, sister, brother and various other relatives.
It took us 12 hours to drive from Southern Texas to Northwestern Oklahoma.

Travis couldn't get time off of work so he came to see us off.




We saw this poster at a rest stop and couldn't stop laughing! My mom thought the gypsy looked high. I couldn't understand why a gypsy would be driving a car.


My Grandpa works with metal and he made this!




1940's deadstock Vicky Vaughn dress: The Vintage Spot, Elk City, OK






Grandpa E. Leroy Henexson. We did crossword puzzles together over coffee every morning.


Grandpa's 1971 Beetle. Only 5 years older than my Benz.


1940's Panhandle Slim 2 piece: The Vintage Spot, Elk City, OK


We are a pool playing family.








Gatsby came with us.








Some Army 5 ton.


I found this great kitty skirt at a Mexican thrift store near my work.

There was a lightning storm that causes a fire that surrounded the town.
Being trained as a nurse's aide at the Red Cross in Kentucky, I resorted to my training and aided the firemen at the town's community center by preparing refreshments.
It is not easy to photograph lightning.

My great-grandfather built this tiny 2 cottage. They had 7 children, one of which is my grandpa Leroy.

My great-grandmother lived in this house. It made me sad that it is now abandoned and falling apart.

Rain sounds lovely on tin roofs.

The tornado cellar. All houses here have one. 

This particular one consists of a school bus buried in the yard, the door just leads down.

Resourceful, no?

If I could, I would move here and fix this house up.

How romantic to live in a family heirloom house!

 A mystery book from the 1930's!

 Abandoned school bus. 

Perhaps it will be turned into a tornado cellar.

 Abandoned house across the street from my grandparent's house.

 

 

Obligatory kitty photos!

This mama kitty was the sweetest. The big grey kitten isn't even hers.

This photo doesn't show it, but she was nursing 7 kittens!!

Mama kitty looks so proud!

One of my cousin's teeney orphaned kittens.

We fed them out of bottles.

My grandparent's neighbor has been unofficially adopted into the family.

She has an ostrich named Louie.

The journey home.