ALONE ON VALENTINE’S?

Feb 12, 2016 by

First of all, we all know this is a trumped up day.  A blatant push to hook innocent schmucks into spending money on the love of their life. And next to New Year’s Eve, it is the worst night to go out to dinner.  With that said, one may feel odd to be alone on this syrupy day.  Not to worry, as they say you need to accentuate the positive and eliminate the negative (believe me, I know, easier said than done).  On the Elephant Journal blog, Kathryn Ashworth has touching thoughts that hit the bullseye about being alone as opposed to being lonely.  Take time and read it slowly because it applies to every other day of the year.  On to the business at hand.  Make plans in advance so you have something...

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Oh Shit-did I really just turn 63?...

Jul 24, 2015 by

I know I’m going to wake up.  I’m not saying it’s a nightmare, it’s more like an out of body experience.  A 63 year old body experience.  No way!  I remember my Mother used to say the older you get, the faster time flies by.  That’s when I thought forty was old.  Not only do I see my Mother’s hands when I look down at the end of my arms, but I’ve starting to see her face when I look in the mirror.  Where has the time gone?  The strange thing is, based on my genetics, I’ve got about thirty years left in the tank!  What the heck am I gonna do the next thirty years?  Of course, everybody’s usual answer is “Travel!”  Maybe this is a sign of getting old, but I’m really starting...

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Apr 28, 2015 by

I think my fingers are okay—I can just about straighten them out.  You see, I went zip lining last week and my digits have just now uncurled from the position of clinging.  Let me back up, I went with my new chick group (Texanas) to Candlelight Ranch.  For you foreigners, it’s between Marble Falls and Austin (Texas, of course) on a beautiful farm to market road—#1431.  We were told to pack a lunch and meet out there at ten o’clock.  Lynette, the ranch program director, gave us a brief history of the ranch, and we did a walk about.  She pointed to all the native plants and showed us several “adventure” challenge courses — one of which was the zip line.  Some of the girls had previously “zipped” in such exotic places as Costa...

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LOOK-DON’T TOUCH

Mar 30, 2015 by

Yesterday, I walked Mitch down the street toward Starbucks – just a quick stroll sandwiched in between early church (as in 8 AM !!!), brunch with a friend, then golf.  Here’s an interesting sidebar.  One of our favorite couples has recently divorced.  Brunch was with the ex-wife, then, golf was with the ex-husband.  At one point, I was texting simultaneous messages and it was quite stressful.  That’s got to be another blog article!  Anyway, back to my walk.  It was one of those days that reminds you why you live in the Texas hill country.  We (as in Mitch and me) walked  just past the coffee cup lot (see Pretend You Never Heard This post) which is now covered in bluebonnets.  It was that time of the day when people were streaming in for Sunday...

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ONE IS SILVER AND THE OTHER GOLD...

Feb 8, 2015 by

                                                           Make New Friends, but keep the old. One is silver and the other, gold.   Yesterday, I met my friend, Teri, for lunch in Fredericksburg for lunch at Vaudeville (you simply must go).  It was the perfect storm.  A beautiful day, divine food, and being with a dear friend that I’ve know since my Kerrville days — ummmm, that would be over twenty years, ago.  How I have stayed friends has been a really challenge.  Teri is this little bitty petite thing, the epitome of cuteness, and on top of all that—the sweetest person you will ever meet.  Yes, it’s really nauseating, but I’ve held in...

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SO NOW WHAT?

Jan 5, 2015 by

It’s Monday, the start of the first full week of the new year.  Woo Hoo—I made it through another holiday marathon.  Not that this year was a killer social season.  No get away trip, a couple of parties, had neighbors over for champagne and cake, and of course—the required bout of the crud.  All in all, a nice smooth holiday.  The decorations are all packed and sent back to the store room and it is nice to have the house back to it’s openness.  The yard art is down and people have stopped driving by.  Not that it was on the level of the Griswolds, but it was a colorful display that I’ve grown to love.  I used to be an all white Christmas light person, but those days are gone after I met...

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