Jennifer McKenzie

Romance--Boy meets girl. Romantic Suspense--Boy meets girl with dead bodies.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007

It's Almost Over......


Every summer it's the same thing. The redneck works long hours, the kids go crazy and I end up going out of town A LOT. Yup, you guessed it. Tonight I'm hitting the road again, this time to visit my mom.
So, my Whiskey Wednesday is devoted to all things "Napa".
I grew up there. It's the wine country, but I can't tell the difference between a Cabernet grown in the Napa Valley and the red with the screw top. Frankly, I prefer my whiskey anyway. There's an attitude there that is unique and special. Botox injections? How gauche. Macy's? How "middle class". What do you mean you don't like Pesto? *sigh*
It's Nordstroms, Symphonies and very, very exclusive. NOT my cup of tea. The "Look Good" mentality has never worked for me. When you're eleven and a D cup, it's difficult to pull off the latest Farah Fawcett style. Not that I didn't try. I feathered my hair and sprayed the hell out of it with the best of them. I spent at least an hour in the bathroom every morning trying to get "the look" that would magically make me like everyone else.
But I am weird.
Did I mention that?
Napa is NOT the place to have a discussion on the existentialism portrayed in Shakespeare. Or discuss the dominate themes of eighteenth century classical music. Don't get me wrong. You can't be "uncultured". You darn well better attend the art museum paid for by the Sterling family and be able to say something more intelligent than "pretty pictures dude". But for the most part, it's all about the "look good". Who do you know? How much money do you have? Is your house spotless?
Not all of Napa is this way. There is a solid middle class that supports the two Targets and the Walmart there (MUCH to the chagrin of some of the population) plus, poverty is not unknown. It's just barely acknowledged.
For a town that used to be known for the Napa State Hospital, a loony bin for the REALLY screwed up, it's come a long way.
Going home is not an epiphany for me. It's a completely alien place for me with a strange culture and a whole different way of viewing the world.
The tourists love it and that's how I go there. I'm a tourist just enjoying the landscape.
My Mom, however, is awesome and fits NONE of these categories. She is a refuge in a land of Bare Essentials Makeup and facials. So, we'll be spending a few days with my mom and be home Sunday.
I'll let you know if I survive my visit. LOL.

posted at 5:29 AM by Jennifer ::
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