Wow. I'm 73. How about that! It's been a really nice day. Joe (who turns 72 on Tuesday) are celebrating with a very fancypants dinner at the local Morton's. I am going to enjoy every bite of a nice steak. I may get it with Bearnaise sauce. I might have an alcoholic beverage. I'm definitely having dessert! I posted my first fundraiser on Facebook for my birthday. I chose World Central Kitchen as the recipient... Read more →
Well, I just went to google something that I thought might be fun to write about, but then Google asked me if I wanted to set up a passkey using Touch ID, and I thought that might be a pretty good idea, so I did that and it only took a minute, and now I can't remember what I wanted to search for. So it goes. In reading over the previous run-on sentence, I wondered... Read more →
Shall I abandon, O King of Mysteries, the soft comforts of home? Shall I turn my back on my native land, and turn my face towards the sea? Shall I put myself wholly at your mercy, without silver, without a horse, without fame, without honor? Shall I throw myself wholly upon You, without sword and shield, without food and drink, without a bed to lie on? Shall I say farewell to my beautiful land, placing... Read more →
So, that 10-year challenge that's been going around Facebook recently? Well, may I present: The 70-Year Challenge! Yes, I turned 70 years old (and I do mean old) at 3:16 AM today. I think I look pretty much the same, don't you? Well, I do have more teeth, and my hair is darker and longer, and I'm quite a bit taller; but my forehead still goes on for miles, and my eyes still get squinty... Read more →
Oh my friends, every day is a gift. Every gray hair, every wrinkle, every crow's foot is a gift. Joe and I traveled to DC on Thursday so that we could say good-bye to our dear friend Vince. Joe has known Vince since his freshman year of high school; I've known Vince since Joe and I started dating. He was a smartass, a gourmet Italian cook, and a brilliant filmmaker. He died in late August,... Read more →
Yesterday was my Mom's 110th birthday; she left us 11 years ago. Yes, I miss her. She loved us all fiercely, but she wasn't above shooting zingers at us. She graciously allowed SonnyeBoy to stay at her beach house when he started out on his law enforcement career as an Ocean City police cadet (aka Meter Man), but she had reservations about his choice of said career. "He's way too smart to be a cop!... Read more →
Well! I suppose NaNoWriMo and Holidailies fried my writing circuits for January. I did post on New Year's Day - a photo of a print by Berkeley Breathed - and now it's January 31st. February looms, so I feel I must gird my grid and post something about my birth month. Here goes. Yes, January is my birth month - the 18th, to be exact. I'm 68, oh boy! Did you know that the Number... Read more →
When darkness comes a-piddlin' O'er all that's kind and right, Hope will come a-twiddlin' With hard night's shy first light. Happy New Year, everyone. Stay hopeful. Read more →
For many years now, I've had this vision of how I want to die. It goes like this. I lie in a beautiful, white canopy bed in my lovely lace nightgown. I'm propped up by fluffy pillows. The bed is surrounded by friends and family, all crying quietly, knowing that my end is near. A choir sings Swing Low, Sweet Chariot. I gaze at my loved ones, occasionally whispering some words of love and wisdom.... Read more →
Joe and I saw Delbert McClinton Friday night. The show was just great! Delbert's voice is more gravelly (gravel-ier?) and his range is not what it used to be - he's almost 79, after all - but he can still sing some blues. The band was tight and terrific, especially the horn players. No, strike that - all the musicians were amazing. But this post is not about the concert. It's about something that happened... Read more →