Ramblings of the day
I'm quite sure now that coffee and salted fresh grapefruit are not such a good mix of flavors.
YUCK!
The Mr. and I had a li'l blowup over the holidays after the company left. I told him that he talks nicer to strangers than he does to me and I'm sick of it. It finally came down to:
if he doesn't want to be decent to me, perhaps he'd rather spend his retirement alone.
There's one thing my Mr. hates - and it's being alone.
He apologized.
I apologized.
and once again the up swing of the cycle begins.
Life is good.
We had a fabulous greeting to the new year. We had company in from outta town. Company that we so wished lived here - but she won't leave her adult daughter - so I doubt that they will ever move here. We'll just enjoy the times that they do come to stay.
My mother turned 80 this week. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever see her again. My dad is very sad these days. He too, hates being alone. He's been mentioning the past quite often, and speaks of many of his friends that have long since died.
Regarding this growing old thing - I'm starting to think more that the Marilyn's, JFK's, princesses, etc. were the lucky ones. They are frozen in time. A time that they were in their prime of life. They didn't have to ponder or stress what is going to happen to them when they get old.
Damn! that is morbid -- but it is, what it is.
And I think about my mentor. I have to debate whether to make the trip out there this summer. I think she's actually quite moody - and for some reason I get a -- I can't say red flag -- but a yellow caution flag when I think about booking the flight. I would hate it if she and I had a falling out. She's been very good to me. How will I ever repay her?
And now my 63 year old friend BillyBoy is sniffing around some 20 year old. How sick is that? He's so broken that he looks 75 and yet he's trying to make it with a 20 year old.
And how stupid of her.
If only we could educate her about what BillyBoy really is - and what he is really attempting to do with her. He's putting on the facade of playing the 'daddy' figure -- well, even his own 4 kids will have absolutely NOTHING to do with him -- there's a reason for that -- one that I'm sure he'll take to his grave. But this 20 year old needs to be told that he is not the victim that he portrays to be.
He IS the cause.
This thing/fling will end badly.
I guess we have to have experiences though to educate ourselves.
Good luck to the 20 year old - I can only hope she has the sense to learn from it.
And life goes on.
YUCK!
The Mr. and I had a li'l blowup over the holidays after the company left. I told him that he talks nicer to strangers than he does to me and I'm sick of it. It finally came down to:
if he doesn't want to be decent to me, perhaps he'd rather spend his retirement alone.
There's one thing my Mr. hates - and it's being alone.
He apologized.
I apologized.
and once again the up swing of the cycle begins.
Life is good.
We had a fabulous greeting to the new year. We had company in from outta town. Company that we so wished lived here - but she won't leave her adult daughter - so I doubt that they will ever move here. We'll just enjoy the times that they do come to stay.
My mother turned 80 this week. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever see her again. My dad is very sad these days. He too, hates being alone. He's been mentioning the past quite often, and speaks of many of his friends that have long since died.
Regarding this growing old thing - I'm starting to think more that the Marilyn's, JFK's, princesses, etc. were the lucky ones. They are frozen in time. A time that they were in their prime of life. They didn't have to ponder or stress what is going to happen to them when they get old.
Damn! that is morbid -- but it is, what it is.
And I think about my mentor. I have to debate whether to make the trip out there this summer. I think she's actually quite moody - and for some reason I get a -- I can't say red flag -- but a yellow caution flag when I think about booking the flight. I would hate it if she and I had a falling out. She's been very good to me. How will I ever repay her?
And now my 63 year old friend BillyBoy is sniffing around some 20 year old. How sick is that? He's so broken that he looks 75 and yet he's trying to make it with a 20 year old.
And how stupid of her.
If only we could educate her about what BillyBoy really is - and what he is really attempting to do with her. He's putting on the facade of playing the 'daddy' figure -- well, even his own 4 kids will have absolutely NOTHING to do with him -- there's a reason for that -- one that I'm sure he'll take to his grave. But this 20 year old needs to be told that he is not the victim that he portrays to be.
He IS the cause.
This thing/fling will end badly.
I guess we have to have experiences though to educate ourselves.
Good luck to the 20 year old - I can only hope she has the sense to learn from it.
And life goes on.
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