Well . . . I guess that the five second breathing period between the time I open up a bottle and pour it into my glass -- just isn't QUITE long enough.
I now see the error of my ways and will do my best to improve.
Got on board this train and had great fun reading your first article -- it's so you (funny, droll, and well written) -- I can actually hear your voice when I read it.
Here's one of the best examples: "I hate losing anything. I remember the first time I lost my pocket-money when I was a child. I cried for days. I asked God to help in the search to find my penny but He was busy with bigger things. I still cry at the loss of our first dog. Then I lost friends who died too early and parents who did the same. So how could I possibly talk about loss? My body would sabotage the process. Loss was too discomforting, too raw."
And do I ever sympathize and empathize. My 60th will be coming up next year on Shakespeare's birthday and even tho I've always seen him as an intellectual guide and personal friend -- I won't be happy as I usually am to share birthdays with him next year!!
Although, I will be sneakily happy to finally hit 60. The 30's, 40's and 50's were all a bit boring. The 60's however, are FULL of challenges and goals -- in fact, every damn thing is a challenge now!!!
Nice to have those goals -- if I could only see them clearly without having to use eyedrops and get up out of the recliner to chase after them.
Gazetteer (anonymous) says...
and we forget things over and over
Nooooooooooo, we don't. That's an exaggeration.
For instance . . .
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On Male Myths — Busted!
December 22, 2006 at 3:34 p.m. ( permalink | suggest removal )
Gazetteer (anonymous) says...
Well . . . I guess that the five second breathing period between the time I open up a bottle and pour it into my glass -- just isn't QUITE long enough.
I now see the error of my ways and will do my best to improve.
I'll start with a minute and work my way up.
On Wine may not need to wait long to exhale
December 22, 2006 at 3:25 p.m. ( permalink | suggest removal )
Gazetteer (anonymous) says...
Hi, Eileen!
Got on board this train and had great fun reading your first article -- it's so you (funny, droll, and well written) -- I can actually hear your voice when I read it.
Here's one of the best examples: "I hate losing anything. I remember the first time I lost my pocket-money when I was a child. I cried for days. I asked God to help in the search to find my penny but He was busy with bigger things. I still cry at the loss of our first dog. Then I lost friends who died too early and parents who did the same. So how could I possibly talk about loss? My body would sabotage the process. Loss was too discomforting, too raw."
And do I ever sympathize and empathize. My 60th will be coming up next year on Shakespeare's birthday and even tho I've always seen him as an intellectual guide and personal friend -- I won't be happy as I usually am to share birthdays with him next year!!
Although, I will be sneakily happy to finally hit 60. The 30's, 40's and 50's were all a bit boring. The 60's however, are FULL of challenges and goals -- in fact, every damn thing is a challenge now!!!
Nice to have those goals -- if I could only see them clearly without having to use eyedrops and get up out of the recliner to chase after them.
Keep 'em comin', Eileen!
Mike
On Shift happens — again and again.
December 22, 2006 at 3:20 p.m. ( permalink | suggest removal )