At Seventy Nine
When you get to be my age, you should not wish for a Happy New Year.
Instead, try for a Happy Tuesday.
Put down those green bananas, And reach for the ripe ones.
The green bananas will ripen by Thursday; Who knows what Thursday will bring.
If it's winter, do not long for spring.
Enjoy the bare branches and cold winds
While resting by a warm fire
With old memories.
A glass of old wine
An old cat purring in your lap
As you doze off into tomorrow.
Friday, January 23, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
The Inauguration
My husband and I watched the inaugural today from beginning to end. The weather cooperated for the massive crowds that had gathered in Washington. Icy cold but clear and sunny. Just think, it could have rained or snowed or sleeted but it was a fair day and everyone survived the chill.
I remember the day in January 1977 when Jimmy Carter was inaugurated President of the United States and we were there. Standing room only but close enough to the podium to see and hear all of it. Most of what I remember is the icy cold. So cold that the Potomac river froze over so solid that some were ice skating on it. But that day was sunny and clear also so we braved the cold and witnessed history being made.
We even attended a ball and watched as the first couple danced. The next day my husband and I attended a reception at the White House for President Carter and his wife Rosalind honoring volunteers from Georgia.
It was a thrill being in this historic house for the first time. I could not help but remember the "fireside chats" that Franklin Roosevelt gave via radio when I was a child during the depression. We got to peek in the Map Room where FDR gave these radio addresses or chats.
Later we went to several parties at the White House while Carter was president and once just before Reagan left office. No time could I believe I was actually there and not just dreaming it up.
I have high hopes for our new President Barack Obama and I wish him much success and happiness in his new home with his beautiful family by his side.
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I remember the day in January 1977 when Jimmy Carter was inaugurated President of the United States and we were there. Standing room only but close enough to the podium to see and hear all of it. Most of what I remember is the icy cold. So cold that the Potomac river froze over so solid that some were ice skating on it. But that day was sunny and clear also so we braved the cold and witnessed history being made.
We even attended a ball and watched as the first couple danced. The next day my husband and I attended a reception at the White House for President Carter and his wife Rosalind honoring volunteers from Georgia.
It was a thrill being in this historic house for the first time. I could not help but remember the "fireside chats" that Franklin Roosevelt gave via radio when I was a child during the depression. We got to peek in the Map Room where FDR gave these radio addresses or chats.
Later we went to several parties at the White House while Carter was president and once just before Reagan left office. No time could I believe I was actually there and not just dreaming it up.
I have high hopes for our new President Barack Obama and I wish him much success and happiness in his new home with his beautiful family by his side.
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Tuesday, January 06, 2009
The magic of photo shopping
I had to laugh at the term "photo shopping" recently as it reminded me of my daughter in law’s mother’s birthday a while back
. She had just turned 70 and the party was festive with a band and a display of all sort of photos of her and her family over the years.
There had recently been a messy divorce and my daughter in law’s sister’s ex husband , Bert, had just married his much younger "honey"
When I looked at their family group photo taken outside I asked my son where is "Bert," the reprobate ?
My son replied:
"See that shrub ? I turned Bert into a shrub in the backgound"
My son had "doctored" "Photo Shopped" the family group photo
"Bert was now in the background as a small shrub. "
Serves him right.....>:(
. She had just turned 70 and the party was festive with a band and a display of all sort of photos of her and her family over the years.
There had recently been a messy divorce and my daughter in law’s sister’s ex husband , Bert, had just married his much younger "honey"
When I looked at their family group photo taken outside I asked my son where is "Bert," the reprobate ?
My son replied:
"See that shrub ? I turned Bert into a shrub in the backgound"
My son had "doctored" "Photo Shopped" the family group photo
"Bert was now in the background as a small shrub. "
Serves him right.....>:(
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