Introducing Buffy

Introducing Tilly to you was easy. Describing Buffy to you will be harder. I first met Buffy right after we started riding our motorcycle. We went to a get together with a local motorcycle group in our area and after the meeting I was introduced to Buffy. I found it challenging to break through her barrier and get to know the real Buffy, however as time passed I learned more about her and we became friends.

She has a unique personality. She wears her hair in what I call a gibson girl up do with little strands of curls hanging down and around her face. She loves hair pieces and layers of jewelry. Buffy has her own sense of style and fashion.  

 I’ve nick named her a space cadet. If you are blond please don’t be offended. She’s blond and goes in a hundred different directions while her mind is someplace else. She speaks before she thinks and doesn’t recognize the word no, landing her in many  predicaments, such as the time the library committee asked her to do a display to help raise money for the purchase of new books. Of course she had responded with an enthusiastic yes. The only problem she faced was the table. It was to be decorated as the theme of a book. “she had read.” I quote, “she had read.”

She still didn’t see a glitch in the scheme of things even though she doesn’t like to read. In her mind the problem was solved. Fran loves reading. Buffy’s thinking is different than the average person. She called on her friend who reads a lot and would come to her aid. Yes I did what any good friend would. I went through my books and pulled out a trilogy by Nora Roberts. Carried them over to her house discussed the characters and the plot of the story. Between us we gathered all the items necessary for the presentation. Needless to say the table was a big success and the committee received the money for the much needed books.

Buffy monitors her neighborhood. She takes pride in her home. A Victorian house surrounded by beautiful gardens created by an amazing green thumb. Her greatest desire in life is for all of her neighbors to keep their homes and yards nice. Don’t get me wrong she has a heart of gold, if any of them needed her advice regarding their yard she would be happy to share her knowledge with them or her labor and on more than one occasion her husband’s labor.

She’s out every morning jogging up and down the neighborhood. Buffy was out for a brisk run early one day and got pretty worked up about a broken down thirty foot sail boat that had seen better days, parked in the owner’s side yard next to the street. In other words an eye sore! When she arrived near the vessel she stopped in her tracks doing what we girls like to call the Buffy majorette jog.

 Please give me a moment to describe this scene to you. Buffy jogs in place moving elbow to knee, elbow to knee, the only thing missing is her baton. She is a sight to behold. A neighbor happens to be out working in her yard unaware Buffy had spotted her target.  

Still moving in place, Buffy yells out “What do you think of this boat?”

The lady responded back, “Well I don’t care much for it, why?”

“You need to do something about this, Buffy said.

They carried on a conversation for a while, then Buffy took her arm and said “come on we’ll call the mayor.”

Buffy lives in her leave it to beaver bubble and most of the time we all let her. Don’t get me wrong there are many facets to Buffy. She’s a chameleon. She puts on an outer facade to hide her real self, an act used to shield oneself from rejection. Buffy is dependent on this psychological mechanism which works for her. My sister hides her true feelings from strangers so her heart will not be broken. This is our Buffy.

As women we have all been through many things in our lives and we tend to keep unpleasant memories buried within ourselves. If one is forced to face the traumatic events, it might be the last straw. In my opinion it’s OK to forget and move on with one’s life. We just need to live for better days ahead.

I will now touch on an important subject that came up on Wednesday night. I believe all women need to read this and pay attention because this could be you. Like always we had all gathered together and for some reason the subject came up about wills and knowing where our spouses kept all the important papers in case something happened to them. I myself know the location of all our documents, wills, (his and mine) life insurance, funeral arrangements and finances. My husband and I talked about these unpleasant subjects and have taken care of everything down to the head stone already in place. So our children are not burdened with any unnecessary decisions when they are grief-stricken. I realize this is a subject most people avoid talking about. I had to face this issue in my thirty’s when I became sick and  found myself facing some very tough choices. Just because you may be young this horrible subject must be dealt with head on. You need to update these documents as time goes by and circumstances in your life change.

As we were discussing this issue it came to light, some of the ladies were in the dark in regard to their finances or even if they had a life insurance policy or worse yet, a will. Ladies if you are reading this and find yourself saying, my husband handles everything, you need to get informed and become proactive with the decisions concerning your own future. Don’t wait until after the fact! Yes, you can still let him handle all the bills, however make sure you understand the topics in regard to your own life!