I should have hung out a sign or something over here, “Gone to Beach.” ‘Cause that’s where I am, and then I’ll be heading up the interstate to visit the great white north one more time before summer arrives. So not much blogging. Besides, I’m getting sucked into all these other internet things, places to read and comment (great place to argue with athiests here), and places where others have kindly invited me to do an online book club (kewl!) or join a writing/opinion group (intimidating).
So there’s all that going on, plus my efforts to cut back on computer usage…it isn’t working, since being on the computer means a chance to chat with Joe for a couple minutes, but I’m trying. At least during the daytime we’ve stayed very busy, either vacationing or back at my house doing yucky chores like steam cleaning the carpet or assembling the last of the library bookshelves. A house is a never-ending project, even if (especially if?) it doesn’t actually belong to you.
Hey you!! You look pretty in that picture over and up there in the right top corner, you know that?
ReplyDeleteAre you excited about your birthday tomorrow? One year older. A whole quarter of a century. That's 1/4 of 100 years. Only 5 years from 30. 15 from 40. You know what you were doing 15 years ago? You were 10. Doesn't seem that long ago does it?
Yep, the big two five.
How does it feel to be a cradle robber? Marrying a younger man. Kind of counter intuitive since we mature more slowly (as evidenced by this comment.) A risk taker you, unique for someone so aged. :D
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