I Did It My Way

This is Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle.  How is it that some days seem longer than others, when supposedly there are the same hours in a day?  Well.  Yesterday.  Is.  Arrested.

I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
But more, much more than this
I did it my way

If you have ever driven though a city called Los Angeles, you don’t want to.  You really don’t want to.  Yet, we had to.  And we were stuck for hours, and more hours, and many more hours after that.  It seemed like we would never get out of it.  And we started to wonder if we should just walk back to that Florida place at this point.  It would have been much faster.

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As all good Sheriffs do, I tried my best to keep the peace and keep the calm going in the RV.  Boy Person’s back hurt after about five hours.  Girl Person’s Anxiety Monster starting jumping out of the closets and drawers and from under the dirty dog hair couch.  Deputy Digby Pancake wanted a snack from the stewardess, aka Girl Person, every few minutes, and well, this was proving to be a very long day.  And night.

I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

When you are as good looking as I am, it is sometimes overwhelming, because you feel like you missed your calling.  Here I am, with so much handsome, and I am stuck in this RV with not enough people to admire me all day.  And then, as we drove thru LA, I realized it.  I needed to be seen.  I could be a star!  This was the land of movie stars! So I threw down my Sheriff badge, and thought that as long as we were stuck in this traffic, I was going to BE a star.  I was going to do it my way.

Girl Person said that there was no way she would ever live there with that traffic and all those people, and I thought, well, that is because you are not a star.  As a movie star, I wouldn’t even have to drive, I would be driven everywhere.  And as a movie star, I would get as many peanut butter cookies as I wanted every day, and bottled water and gourmet meals.  And then.  It dawned on me.  Hey.  I DO get all of that!  There.  Mystery solved.  I. Am. A. Star. I. Knew. It.

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way

Girl Person said that to her, I was a star from the day that I was born, even though she didn’t even know me then.  She said that a star doesn’t have to live in a certain place like Los Angeles with a lot of traffic, fancy houses and fancy cars.  She said that a star can live in the smallest house and have the simplest life.  She said real stars make the world brighter, just by them being in it.  And she said that I am definitely her star.  And Deputy Digby too.

To think I did all that
And may I say – not in a shy way
Oh no, oh no, not me
I did it my way

But Girl Person says that when you are a star, it comes with responsibility.  And for me, being a Sheriff is only the first responsibility.  Being handsome is the second, but that actually comes with the first, because it is a package deal.  If we are to be stars, we have to shine where we can shine the brightest!  We can all make a difference for someone else and light their path.  For me, I made a difference just by people being able to stare at me in traffic.  You. Are. Welcome.

So wherever you can shine bright today, shine.  Even if you aren’t having the most perfect day, and you are stuck somewhere like we were stuck in LA yesterday, you can still find a way to shine.  Be bright.  Do it your way.  Because my way is taken.

For what is a man, what has he got
If not himself, then he has naught
To say the things he truly feels
And not the words of one who kneels
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way
Yes, it was my way

-Sheriff Peanut Butter Brickle

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7 thoughts on “I Did It My Way

  1. Jacqueline

    Sheriff, you are so wise. And so is your Girl Person. And I’ve never like L.A., and I used to be a long distance truck driver (don’t ask!!) and would have to go there every other week. So I feel Boy Person’s pain!!! The traffic is off the hook!!! Even though I’m a New Yorker, and there are so many people there as well, L.A. always seems so plastic to me. And I love Frank, so thank you for that as well. Be safe from the coyotes tonight and tomorrow!!! And shine on, you crazy diamonds!!!!! Oh, I mean stars!!!!! Love you all!!!! xoxoxo ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤

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  2. Linda Allebach

    Yes, Sheriff, you are correctamundo – L.A. is awful. Except that I DID meet Michael Landon one day on Paramount’s set of Little House on the Prairie and my knees buckled at his handsomeness. This is why I realize I cannot ever meet you in person unless there would be a paramedic nearby. Such a dilemma, but a good one to have I think. Happy (get outta Dodge [the City]) travels!

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  3. Linda Goodsell

    Deputy Digby ear are cool reminds of the flying nun show back in the late 60’s early 70’s I love them and the very handsome sheriff

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  4. Karen Hampton

    Oh, Lordy, Sheriff… I got hives ( horrible, itchy bumps) when I was in LA traffic…ONCE!! Heck, traffic ANYWHERE gives me massive anxiety.. I live in the Midwest (Metro Detroit) no movie stars, but lots of traffic, but we can time our travels & we tend to live the gas pedal, lol….but, we try to not misbehave & ‘get arrested’… We respect the law!! Mostly. Please take care, you handsome STAR!! Deep breaths for all, stretches for poor BP & I feel poor GP’s anxiety. It’s never too early for a glass of Sonoma, provided she doesn’t drive. Love to all & hopeful clear roads ahead. 😘Grammy in Michigan.

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