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 →
Well, I continue to get older - how about that! I am now 67 years old, hurtling toward old(er) age. Given the alternative, I'm fine with it! I had a lovely day. Joe surprised me, as he always does, with a card and gifts. I got this top, a Stephen King book that I haven't read yet, a book about the Daily Show with Jon Stewart, a nice thick pair of wool socks. Then, after... Read more →
The year 2018 comes to an end in about two and a half hours, at least it does here in the Eastern time zone. It's pouring rain outside and the temperature is rising - I guess it's opposite day for New Year's Eve. Shouldn't it be cold and snowy? Anyway, I'm glad to be looking ahead to 2019. I wonder what the year will bring? I guess I'll find out - time, as they say,... Read more →
It seems wrong that tonight's full moon is called the Cold Moon when it's 59 degrees outside. (It's also called the Long Nights Moon; I wrote about that a long time ago.) It's also the Winter Solstice, when darkness falls at 4:39 in the afternoon and lasts until 7:19 tomorrow morning. A long, long night. So much dark. I have mixed feelings about the night. I'm scared of it, a legacy of another cold Winter... Read more →