And Thank You, for your Longstanding Ethical and Kind Leadership.
“Go Peacefully, Jimmy”
Tag: Life experiences
I’ll Just
“Thanks, but I’ll just wait till I get home.“
Five Friday Happy Bringers 9/8/23
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. The Terrific Tomato Tart Robert and I made this week with tomatoes from nearby Davis Produce.
2. Watching the Braves beat the Cardinals 8-5 at Truist Park last night.
3. The ability to laugh at ourselves and not take ourselves so seriously.
4. Grandson Daniel “being all shy” singing The National Anthem at the yearly kickoff celebration of the United Way of the Coastal Empire at the Savannah Convention Center.
Practicing the day before …
The event …
You can hear him here …
I asked his mom, Amy, if Daniel gets nervous at large events such as this.
“He’s not the slightest bit nervous. But I am a wreck until it’s over.”
5. Living in a world with so many wonderful books to read. Here is the current novel HR and I are reading together. Robert does most of the driving, so I read aloud. This is our 178th book together.
(May the book banners be banned.)
And may your weekend ahead be a personal anthem of joy and freedom.
“Robert and … #39”
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … a BIG plant and a little plant.
Working on our front-of-the-apartment “garden” today.
Five Friday Happy Bringers 9/1/23
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. HR’s homemade version of the Egg McMuffin. Really good!
(Should I make him apply for a job at McDonald’s?)
2. Surviving Idalia here in my Savannah.
But nothing too bad where we are near the river. Thanksgiving!
3. This article about trees in Atlanta. PLEASE READ IT. It’s so much more than just about trees.
Here’s the link:
4. My (and your) ability to make decisions. To weigh pros and cons.
5. The Joy of Friday. Maybe it’s because I am a retired educator, but every Friday morning brings me a bit of unfiltered joy, the beginning of the weekend!
May this Friday introduce a joyous weekend ahead for you.
Shhh … Silent Sunday. 8/27/23
AOA — AGING’S ON THE AGENDA
A new blog category examining the frightening, exhilarating processes of our inevitable aging.
So here I am, sitting in my ever-faithful study chair …
… re-reading Andrew Weil’s Healthy Aging.
I first bought and read the book back in 2005 …
… when I was a young 53.
And now that I am a young … 71, I am understanding Weil better than before.
For this first post in the new category, I’ll let Weil speak:
“To age gracefully means to let nature take its course while doing everything in our power to delay the onset of age-related disease, or in other words, to live as long and as well as possible, then have a rapid decline at the end of life.”
I like that Aging Agenda.
HR and I belong to a wonderful church here in Savannah, Asbury Memorial. Recently we lost our church’s matriarch, Miss Virginia, at 99 years of age. On Sunday we celebrated her long incredible life.
Miss Virginia sang in the church choir up until a month before her demise. She lived “as long and as well as possible.”
Healthy Aging to Us All!
Five Friday Happy Bringers 8/11/23
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Roses from HR.
2. Yummy breakfast at our new favorite Savannah bakery, Sweet Patricia’s (named after the chef’s grandmother).
Puff pastries with egg and bacon. Sweet roll with orange filling.
3. Having enough money to buy puff pastries and a sweet roll.
4. Also having …
Even if it gets turned around sometime.
5. Reading a new book about one of my anxiety issues …
May you breathe easily into a terrific weekend ahead.
My Saturday Evening Post: 8/5/23 “$1.5 Billion Pickles“
So today, after buying the winning ticket for Monday Night’s $1.5 billion Mega Millions Lottery …
… a distressing thought occurred to me, interrupting my more-pleasant day dream about the hippest colors for matching Land Rovers for Robert and me. The Distressing Thought:
“What if, because of some Freak Accident by The Universe, I DON’T WIN?!”
After hyperventilating and falling into the depths of despair far too long for a man of my age, I finally came to my senses, realizing that there’s more than one way to get 1.5 billion dollars. Duh.
Then, Creative that I am, it didn’t take me long to come up with a viable Plan B.
A PICKLE BUSINESS!
Right?! Yes?! You with me?
I got to work, feeling so lucky that HR and I had just purchased some beautiful fancy cucumbers.
TIB (Truth in Blogging): Robert prepped the cucumbers, using his Fancy Stainless Steel Kitchen Mandoline Slicer thingy, which he won’t let me ANYWHERE near. He says I would kill myself because of my wandering attention span.
See? You’re believing in me now, I bet.
The name of my new $1.5 Billion Pickle Company?
“NEAL’S DILLS,” of course.
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