Linda is back with our SoCS prompt today. We get to choose the word or words we use today, so let’s get to it.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “—amble.” Add letters to the beginning of “-amble” to make another word or use it as is in your post. Enjoy!
Amble down memory lane with me, will you? Firstt stop, my Dad’s rambler.
The rambler was here and gone before I had my driver’s license so I never got to drive it. I think it was my dad’s project car. I looked through some photos online and I am guessing it was a ‘67 judging by the body style. It was blue and I honestly don’t remember if it had ‘four on the floor’ or not. I do believe this is the car my brother drove home on the rim after he had a flat tire. Our dad was not happy.
This car sat in the driveway of our house when we lived in Ohio. The house was a slightly rectangular ranch style house. I popped out to see if there is a recent photo of the house and surprise, surprise look what I found.
A family of six living in a 3 bedroom one bath house totally 924 square feet. Trying to get into the bathroom (4 female vs. 2 males) could be a real gamble!
The house sat on 1/3 of an acre and was built in 1967 – the same year as the AMC Rambler I think.
Come to think of it, one story houses were also known as ramblers. They were quite popular in that time frame, although considered more expensive to build because of the increased foundation and roof size. But, our little house was definitely a ranch because it had a basement and no sliding glass doors which were hallmarks on a rambler style house.
I loved our big yard. We had enough room for a badminton net, horseshoes and a big front yard where we often gathered with all the kids in the neighborhood to play touch football or Jarts – remember those?
I think my parents had a dream of building their own home because we had a few books of house plans lying around. I loved thumbing through the pages looking at the black and white floorplan and elevation drawings. I suppose I also dreamed of building my own home, but I never did. That might have been fun at an earlier point in my life, but given today’s economy and supply chain issues I am not sure my heart could take it!
Okay, you can step out of the brambles of my intertangled thoughts now. Thanks for coming along on the journey, though.