I’m sitting here with a cup of ginger lemon tea, working on convincing my sinus to go back to where they came from and leave me alone. Tired of this now. Since the energy level is low, it seems a good time to join Melanie and the rest of you in sharing yet more of my world.
When you’re 90 years old, what do you suppose will matter most to you? Being able to move about on my own. Being at peace with my world. Being, at that age, I think being would be important.
What’s the best way to spend a rainy afternoon? Curled up with my furry kids and a good book. Preparing a meal of comfort food, but still healthy food. Chocolate. Hot tea in cool weather, fresh water in warm. Being free to stay inside where it’s warm, dry, and comfortable.
What is one thing you don’t understand about yourself? My apparent inability to get myself into an exercise routine that actually hangs on and doesn’t just fade away within a day or two – or when I’ve been super disciplined, a week or two. It is something I’ve never been able to manage and I don’t know why.
When was the last time you tried something to look ‘cool’ (hip), but it ended in utter embarrassment? Details? Not sure I’ve tried to look “cool” in the last years that I can really remember. I have a vague memory that goes back, back, in the dark depths of the past when I was single and dating of dressing for a date thinking I looked pretty good, but later in pictures, thinking I was kidding myself.
GRATITUDE/I’M SO THANKFUL!
This is an opportunity to share a picture, a story or event that shows your gratitude.
These furry kids establishing a peaceful relationship. It may not be true love, but I”m willing to accept tolerance. May the rest of the world be the same.