Sunday Sunday. April 26th,
My all time favorite television show each week is CBS Sunday Morning. It is ‘mind candy’ in a most creative variety of topics. Loved the segment with Julie Andrews! Of course. I have always adored Julie Andrews.
Since I was 9 years old. Julie Andrews was 20. It was my 9th Birthday. Third row orchestra seats, smack dab in the center. My very first Broadway show ... which would become an addiction. My sweet red headed mom and my oldest girlfriend, Laurie!
“My Fair Lady”.... a story of transformation, optimism, potential all wrapped up with Rex Harrison and Julie Andrews. Pure Magic.
The following year, the team of Mom and Laurie and I went again to Broadway for my 10th Birthday.
There.... we saw Richard Burton, Julie Andrews and Robert Goulet in “Camelot”.
Sixty years later, when I turned sextagenarian plus nine (the FUNNEST NUMBER in number system)....I went to see Julie Andrews at Van Wezel with her daughter, Emma. I felt as if I was blessed to have lived an entire circle, enchanted by Julie.
In this interview on CBS Sunday Morning, Emma Commented that she learned from her Mom, “Julie Andrews” was :
When unsure, stand in the silence”.
I am ‘swimming’ In that thought, and am embracing it. It goes to the idea of ‘living with intention’.
That is a lesson I have struggled a lifetime to learn.
The other sentiment offered was by Julie Andrews. This is a sentiment I say to myself and it resonates with me. Julie said that as a young girl in WWII, her mom and aunt would always say “There is a beginning, a middle and an ending to everything.”
That is all so True.
The love, rapport, and respect that Julie and her daughter share is one to be revered. It’s a beautiful thing to see.... on the television screen or on stage. That warmth pours over the audience and is inspiring.
Yesterday, I jumped out of bed. I went over to Gio GIO’s home.
Early .....
I arrived and together we moved her dining and living room and took down paintings she didn’t like. She is ‘nesting’, and creating HER own energy in her home after just becoming a widow. She is stretching her new SOLO wings in her home. Her space.
It felt great to get her moving and looking forward.
It is okay if she wants to move everything back to where it was: but, it shook up the ENERGY of her home..... creating new air. And with that, the idea of new possibilities of life, alone with ONLY herself to answer and account to. A breath of renewed life indeed. Not as a daughter. Not as a wife.
But, As an independent solo adult.
I also advised GioGio to surround herself with her FAVORITE color. The choice of color doesn’t need to make sense. It doesn’t need to go with ‘anything’. COLOR is ENERGY. Whatever color embraces her and makes her happy.... because it is about radiating energy, is the color she should choose and cozy up to in her home.
After a morning of creative furniture arranging...I left before noon and drove directly to McDonald’s!
I was ravenous. I was a BIG MAC ravenous.
It was a feast. I was happy!
Warmth and smiles
Judy
Sunday, April 26, 2020
Friday, April 24, 2020
New Trend in House Warming Gifts.
Friday, April 24th....
It is a dark and tropically stormy day with the breeze lashing wind through the palm fronds. Grey. Wet and with the noise that leaves make as they dance among their branches. It is a dark and sad day. A bit depressing as we are so acclimated to Sun, Sunlight and Bright light.
Spent last evening with my dear friends, the Dee Tomatoes! They have an old Florida stucco home with a sweeping view of the Bay, the St. Armands Bridge, the Sarasota City Scape and .... a beautiful coral sunset. Sitting out on the Bay last evening, we ‘sipped pommagranate cosmos’ as we were AWE struck as we watched manatees mating. Splashing. Being seemingly playful . I can’t say how MS. Manatee felt. Dolphin swam by easily floating through the waters.
The Voyeurs were only the humans as we were riveted with the humping, bumping by the sandbar.
The entire thing was Pure delight. Witnesses life in action is a beautiful thing.
As a ‘Thank You’ for dinner gift I opted for a NEW SOLOIZING ERA “Happy Home present”.
Nope. Not wine.
Nope. Not cocktail napkins.
Nope. No flowers.
And
Nope. Not desert.
Yep: I wrapped up and gifted my friends .... a ROLL of TOILET PAPER!
I’ve been thinking about all of the different ways we will change to live differently after this Coronavirus . One thing may be : bringing ‘cool face masks’, or ‘roll of paper towels’, or jugs of
Hand Sanitizers
We will walk through doorways with Sunlight streaming through. All hand rails in public spaces will spew ultra violet light. I haven’t a clue. I just know that our public spaces will be transformed. Perhaps floors will be designed with GRIDS in mind so that the public can easily go through life knowing about social distancing.
There will be a new cultural revolution of behavior and it will be interesting to see how it unfolds.
Dinner was delicious. BBQ chicken. Sonny’s BBQ baked beans. Music streaming from the outdoor speakers and such wonderful friends. Easy conversation. Laughter. Mutual adoration. All of these with the backdrop of Sarasota’s night sky, make life precious. And appreciated.
Happy Friday and hope that yours is a super duper week-end.
Warmth, smiles
Judy
It is a dark and tropically stormy day with the breeze lashing wind through the palm fronds. Grey. Wet and with the noise that leaves make as they dance among their branches. It is a dark and sad day. A bit depressing as we are so acclimated to Sun, Sunlight and Bright light.
Spent last evening with my dear friends, the Dee Tomatoes! They have an old Florida stucco home with a sweeping view of the Bay, the St. Armands Bridge, the Sarasota City Scape and .... a beautiful coral sunset. Sitting out on the Bay last evening, we ‘sipped pommagranate cosmos’ as we were AWE struck as we watched manatees mating. Splashing. Being seemingly playful . I can’t say how MS. Manatee felt. Dolphin swam by easily floating through the waters.
The Voyeurs were only the humans as we were riveted with the humping, bumping by the sandbar.
The entire thing was Pure delight. Witnesses life in action is a beautiful thing.
As a ‘Thank You’ for dinner gift I opted for a NEW SOLOIZING ERA “Happy Home present”.
Nope. Not wine.
Nope. Not cocktail napkins.
Nope. No flowers.
And
Nope. Not desert.
Yep: I wrapped up and gifted my friends .... a ROLL of TOILET PAPER!
I’ve been thinking about all of the different ways we will change to live differently after this Coronavirus . One thing may be : bringing ‘cool face masks’, or ‘roll of paper towels’, or jugs of
Hand Sanitizers
We will walk through doorways with Sunlight streaming through. All hand rails in public spaces will spew ultra violet light. I haven’t a clue. I just know that our public spaces will be transformed. Perhaps floors will be designed with GRIDS in mind so that the public can easily go through life knowing about social distancing.
There will be a new cultural revolution of behavior and it will be interesting to see how it unfolds.
Dinner was delicious. BBQ chicken. Sonny’s BBQ baked beans. Music streaming from the outdoor speakers and such wonderful friends. Easy conversation. Laughter. Mutual adoration. All of these with the backdrop of Sarasota’s night sky, make life precious. And appreciated.
Happy Friday and hope that yours is a super duper week-end.
Warmth, smiles
Judy
Thursday, April 23, 2020
Useful Boobs!
Thursday, April 23 2019
Spoke with Carlo and Pinucia (Pee noo Chah). My overseaers for Italy. They say it has been soooo sad. When shops are closed, there are huge metal fences or doors covering the windows. It is depressing and seems ‘dead’. So, the village of Menaggio has been “Trieste” sad.
The village is starting to “wake up” May 4th..... and my guess is that the Italians will be so desperate to live life again that they will be great full to all those who gather within social distancing. For those of your who have been able to take a DEEP breath..... and jump into visiting Italy this summer, I am thinking that DEFINITELY by July, all is FINE. Perhaps way before then. Fingers crossed. Probably before then. We will see.
It is a difficult ask culturally in Italy, when everyone says hi with a “BACI BACI” (kiss kiss) : an up close and personal cheek kissing sweet time... to think how they will change that centuries old ritual. It is what makes folks feel close.
Wonder what the new cultural norm will be as I love that their personal space was more than two arm lengths away.
I was socialLy active yesterday. Nothing that was ‘riveting’.
I say that only from the perspective of almost having not left my home in MONTHS!
I started at eight in the morning with a hearing test. I haven’t had a hearing test in thirty five years. I decided that, as a Sextengenarian and with a louder television volume blaring: it was a good thought. I had the test. I was in a hearing corregated BOX with a rusty doorknob from 40 years ago. I know that because it looked like the ones I would take Carlyle to as a baby when she didn’t hear nor speak.
I had a clicker. Like the clicker in the eye office to click when you see the DOT floating in front of your eyes in that machine cube.
In this boothe, I had to click when I heard a sound. I clicked. Clicked. Clicked. Then...... dead silence.
Hmmm. So, I don’t know what the test results will say. But, I can say that there were all too long
Silences between my clicks.
Part of me wanted to click during long silences just to. ‘Pretend’ I heard something. Then I said to myself “Judy, don’t be such an asshole”. You don’t want to pass just to pass. You want to know how well or not well I am hearing.
My grandmother. My dad. They were completely deaf without hearing aid or in the case of my dad : a cochlear implant. My cousin has had a hearing aid since she was 40. So, I know it may be part of my
Future maturing process.
When I was a teenager and my grandmother was in her 70’s..... and we would travel. I could do whatever I wanted at night as loudly as I wanted once she took her hearing aids off. She was four feet ten inches and her ‘receiver’ were big amplifiers that she hid in her bra. There was a wire that would go into her ears. So, if you wanted to talk with her, you had to bend down to her breasts , which as a lady 4 feet 10 inches were very low, requiring a deep bend and talk to her boobs where her receivers were stored, and scream. It was funny. When she used the phone: she would put the receiver to her BOssom, where her receiver was. Not her ear! Folks would try to grab the phone from her to teach her that she should put it to her ear and not her chest.
I always smiled.
Too cute.Everything went into her boob. Her receivers. Her linen tissues.
That is probably why I keep my entire purse in my boobs: camera, money! Things of legends!
More to come.
Happy Thursday.
Finished binge watching three seasons of OZARK. Wow. I always miss the characters, so I feel as if my houseguests have just departed! I felt that way after binge watching Downton Abbey. I had Downton Abbey withdrawal!
Spoke with Carlo and Pinucia (Pee noo Chah). My overseaers for Italy. They say it has been soooo sad. When shops are closed, there are huge metal fences or doors covering the windows. It is depressing and seems ‘dead’. So, the village of Menaggio has been “Trieste” sad.
The village is starting to “wake up” May 4th..... and my guess is that the Italians will be so desperate to live life again that they will be great full to all those who gather within social distancing. For those of your who have been able to take a DEEP breath..... and jump into visiting Italy this summer, I am thinking that DEFINITELY by July, all is FINE. Perhaps way before then. Fingers crossed. Probably before then. We will see.
It is a difficult ask culturally in Italy, when everyone says hi with a “BACI BACI” (kiss kiss) : an up close and personal cheek kissing sweet time... to think how they will change that centuries old ritual. It is what makes folks feel close.
Wonder what the new cultural norm will be as I love that their personal space was more than two arm lengths away.
I was socialLy active yesterday. Nothing that was ‘riveting’.
I say that only from the perspective of almost having not left my home in MONTHS!
I started at eight in the morning with a hearing test. I haven’t had a hearing test in thirty five years. I decided that, as a Sextengenarian and with a louder television volume blaring: it was a good thought. I had the test. I was in a hearing corregated BOX with a rusty doorknob from 40 years ago. I know that because it looked like the ones I would take Carlyle to as a baby when she didn’t hear nor speak.
I had a clicker. Like the clicker in the eye office to click when you see the DOT floating in front of your eyes in that machine cube.
In this boothe, I had to click when I heard a sound. I clicked. Clicked. Clicked. Then...... dead silence.
Hmmm. So, I don’t know what the test results will say. But, I can say that there were all too long
Silences between my clicks.
Part of me wanted to click during long silences just to. ‘Pretend’ I heard something. Then I said to myself “Judy, don’t be such an asshole”. You don’t want to pass just to pass. You want to know how well or not well I am hearing.
My grandmother. My dad. They were completely deaf without hearing aid or in the case of my dad : a cochlear implant. My cousin has had a hearing aid since she was 40. So, I know it may be part of my
Future maturing process.
When I was a teenager and my grandmother was in her 70’s..... and we would travel. I could do whatever I wanted at night as loudly as I wanted once she took her hearing aids off. She was four feet ten inches and her ‘receiver’ were big amplifiers that she hid in her bra. There was a wire that would go into her ears. So, if you wanted to talk with her, you had to bend down to her breasts , which as a lady 4 feet 10 inches were very low, requiring a deep bend and talk to her boobs where her receivers were stored, and scream. It was funny. When she used the phone: she would put the receiver to her BOssom, where her receiver was. Not her ear! Folks would try to grab the phone from her to teach her that she should put it to her ear and not her chest.
I always smiled.
Too cute.Everything went into her boob. Her receivers. Her linen tissues.
That is probably why I keep my entire purse in my boobs: camera, money! Things of legends!
More to come.
Happy Thursday.
Finished binge watching three seasons of OZARK. Wow. I always miss the characters, so I feel as if my houseguests have just departed! I felt that way after binge watching Downton Abbey. I had Downton Abbey withdrawal!
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
Hollywood Squares and Virtual Happiness
Tuesday, April 21st.
Still, there is a wee penguin waddle from a still sore foot....
Still, there are pinky red blotches which ITCH like crazy.
Yet gone are the huge iguana pumps populating my skin with active poison Ivy.
I am improving in the right direction AND I am glad I am hidden off in SOLOland, so that I am the only privileged voyeur of my iguana body and penguin waddle!
A highlight? Another CYBER PARTAY with the “Birthday Girl Group”.
I primped and preened. When translated, it means I showered and shampooed.
I was clean and suitable for Socializing. I had to laugh at myself, as being clean has no bearing on
Virtual visiting!.
Then, I found it amusing that I donned a wrinkled shirt without the ‘said’ bra as the poison Ivy has taken up nesting on the undersides of my boobs!That poison ivy is like a creeping vine, growing up and around my body.
Clean and wrinkled! I laughed at myself because I had it all backwards. My partay-Ing girlfriends couldn’t see my “CLEANliness” and they could absolutely could see my “wrinkli-ness’
Maker’s Mark Bourbon gone, I created a vodka, lemonade with Lime. No ice. And, I found a box of “Misty” cigarettes. At this part-ay, I could be really bad and smoke and drink and socialize from my backyard.
Zoom. And Capo Carla. A potent combination! And voila!!!!!!!
Gio Gio, Beth, Carla, Laura, Ally and Chris all lit up our SCREEN, looking like “THE BRADY BUNCH” or “HOLLYWOOD SQUARES”! It was a delight.
The BESTEST part of this cyber visit was the dynamic of being able to talk to everyone at one sitting. When we meet, we have a long table for us, allowing us to socialize only with the gals seated on either side or in front. IN real LIFE, even though we are ‘together’, the social banter is more limited to where one sits. VIRTUAL socializing is more ‘fluid’ for being inclusive of everyone together. That part was kinda cool.
Most of us are all sextagenarians and have known each other since all of our kids went to the same elementary school- Out of Door Academy on little Siesta Key. Most were all moms who were active with the school’s fund-raising. It’s a beauteous thing to have maintained that comeraderie. We’ve been parents watching all of our kids grow up, making everyone’s kids my own, too.
What did we chatter about? Yikes. It was curious to hear what folks were doing - from the mundane of organizing home, to having a spouse become a ‘color specializing beautician’, to buying a car on line! How colorful all of us are! It is a kaleidoscope of coping skills.
Zoom Zoom Zoom. Hope that there are more Capo Carla Birthday Girl Partay times in our future.
The sun is shining and signifies that It is a good day to be alive.
Warmth and smiles,
Judy Veale
Still, there is a wee penguin waddle from a still sore foot....
Still, there are pinky red blotches which ITCH like crazy.
Yet gone are the huge iguana pumps populating my skin with active poison Ivy.
I am improving in the right direction AND I am glad I am hidden off in SOLOland, so that I am the only privileged voyeur of my iguana body and penguin waddle!
A highlight? Another CYBER PARTAY with the “Birthday Girl Group”.
I primped and preened. When translated, it means I showered and shampooed.
I was clean and suitable for Socializing. I had to laugh at myself, as being clean has no bearing on
Virtual visiting!.
Then, I found it amusing that I donned a wrinkled shirt without the ‘said’ bra as the poison Ivy has taken up nesting on the undersides of my boobs!That poison ivy is like a creeping vine, growing up and around my body.
Clean and wrinkled! I laughed at myself because I had it all backwards. My partay-Ing girlfriends couldn’t see my “CLEANliness” and they could absolutely could see my “wrinkli-ness’
Maker’s Mark Bourbon gone, I created a vodka, lemonade with Lime. No ice. And, I found a box of “Misty” cigarettes. At this part-ay, I could be really bad and smoke and drink and socialize from my backyard.
Zoom. And Capo Carla. A potent combination! And voila!!!!!!!
Gio Gio, Beth, Carla, Laura, Ally and Chris all lit up our SCREEN, looking like “THE BRADY BUNCH” or “HOLLYWOOD SQUARES”! It was a delight.
The BESTEST part of this cyber visit was the dynamic of being able to talk to everyone at one sitting. When we meet, we have a long table for us, allowing us to socialize only with the gals seated on either side or in front. IN real LIFE, even though we are ‘together’, the social banter is more limited to where one sits. VIRTUAL socializing is more ‘fluid’ for being inclusive of everyone together. That part was kinda cool.
Most of us are all sextagenarians and have known each other since all of our kids went to the same elementary school- Out of Door Academy on little Siesta Key. Most were all moms who were active with the school’s fund-raising. It’s a beauteous thing to have maintained that comeraderie. We’ve been parents watching all of our kids grow up, making everyone’s kids my own, too.
What did we chatter about? Yikes. It was curious to hear what folks were doing - from the mundane of organizing home, to having a spouse become a ‘color specializing beautician’, to buying a car on line! How colorful all of us are! It is a kaleidoscope of coping skills.
Zoom Zoom Zoom. Hope that there are more Capo Carla Birthday Girl Partay times in our future.
The sun is shining and signifies that It is a good day to be alive.
Warmth and smiles,
Judy Veale
Sunday, April 19, 2020
I am such a SOLOizing social butterfly!!
Sunday, April 16th.....
I had to GET DRESSED!
After many moons alone as a devout NIGHTIE as opposed to Pajama kinda gal, I actually got ‘dressed up’ for my virtual happy hour date with my friends. Don’t get overly imaginative about my appearance.
A dressed up look only implies- clothes.
No ‘gussy-up’ business.
No make-up (I never wear it. But let me be very clear-facial imperfections seem to be glorified on the screen)
NO BRA.
Yet, DRESSED! A definite move in the direction called ‘socialized behavior’.
I even had a ‘date’ on the calendar for this cyber event. My calendar has lots of ‘white space’.
This is a delight change.
With the last of my Maker’s Mark Bourbon & Lemonade in hand (NO ICE), I lounged in my back garden and connected with John and Meg.
John is my husband’s oldest boyhood friend. I love John. I always loved to watch John and my husband George V - banter together. There was always such ‘playfulness’ and ‘affection’ that was a gift for them and for me as I watched such a beautiful friendship. John is one of the few friends of my husband who has always ‘welcomed’ me and embraced me. I know it is out of loyalty to George V. And I also know it is because he values my ‘quirkiness’, my ‘straightforwardness’ (nicely stated. Blunt might be a more appropriate word description), my sense of humor and my banter... as well as because we loved the same George V.
Meg is his partner. She is soooooo nice. She is “cute as a button”, as my mom used to say. She is tiny. Soft, bright. She adores John. Anyone who loves my friend is my friend. Meg is bold in her quiet way and I admire that.
At any rate, as the I-Pad screen came to life with John and Meg.... they were seated side by side at their dining room table. Perfectly reasonable, I must say.
YET, they looked like they were being ‘interviewed at a deposition’ as they sat straight up on the dining room chairs. They only give-away that this setting was not at a ‘deposition’ was that Meg had a little bowl just out of the screen shot with Guacamole and chips. I would see her cheeks inflate every once in awhile and it made my hungry.
Those bowls were NOT set up in between John and Meg!. Nope, just off screen, next to Meg. Now that I think of it, I think it’s funny.
They were socializing from Aurora, just east of Cleveland. I say that because I had to learn quickly upon marrying an East Clevelander, that there are two Cleveland’s: WEST side and EAST side and there Is an invisible line defining the two. As a New Yorker, I had no clue. But, I learned.
By the way: My two kids, George VI and Carlyle are both adopted and both biological families come from Aurora, Ohio. That is a very weird since we live in Sarasota. I kinda like the serendipity of different circumstances that brought that detail together.
Getting back to my FIRST SOLOizing socializing.
It was fun. I got all sorts of good ‘binging’ programs. The first was a recommendation that I had heard from lots of folks in the past few weeks : OZARK. Okay. I am now addicted. Only on season one. Lots more to come. The next one on their list: Killing Eva with Sandra Oh.
Netflix is a cheaper diversion that pretend shopping, poison ivy, grub-hub, dating & dog rescue sites.
Actually, I just had an inspiration: A NEW perfect dating site: dating by dog...... Owner optional.
On the site you feature the Dog photo on front.
Optional Other pix of owner.
Description optional of DOG in the words of the owner.
So is today’s idea. “DOGS AND DATES” or.... should it be “DATES AND DOGS”?
By the way: that Global concert last night was incredible. I loved “It’s a wonderful Life” duet and the Sam Smith duet .... and that last song with Lady Gaga, etc.... Great incredible music experience: To hear the artists WITHOUT their sound effects and the ‘entire’ arrangements was raw and it resonated in a pure way that touched me. They raised lots of money.
People are good. It is refreshing to see it and FEEL it.
Smiles and happy Sunday. I love CBS SUNDAY Morning. It is my favorite show on T.V. Hope you
Enjoyed it too. If not... turn it on next Sunday. 9am-10:30am with Jane Pauley, host.
Judy
I had to GET DRESSED!
After many moons alone as a devout NIGHTIE as opposed to Pajama kinda gal, I actually got ‘dressed up’ for my virtual happy hour date with my friends. Don’t get overly imaginative about my appearance.
A dressed up look only implies- clothes.
No ‘gussy-up’ business.
No make-up (I never wear it. But let me be very clear-facial imperfections seem to be glorified on the screen)
NO BRA.
Yet, DRESSED! A definite move in the direction called ‘socialized behavior’.
I even had a ‘date’ on the calendar for this cyber event. My calendar has lots of ‘white space’.
This is a delight change.
With the last of my Maker’s Mark Bourbon & Lemonade in hand (NO ICE), I lounged in my back garden and connected with John and Meg.
John is my husband’s oldest boyhood friend. I love John. I always loved to watch John and my husband George V - banter together. There was always such ‘playfulness’ and ‘affection’ that was a gift for them and for me as I watched such a beautiful friendship. John is one of the few friends of my husband who has always ‘welcomed’ me and embraced me. I know it is out of loyalty to George V. And I also know it is because he values my ‘quirkiness’, my ‘straightforwardness’ (nicely stated. Blunt might be a more appropriate word description), my sense of humor and my banter... as well as because we loved the same George V.
Meg is his partner. She is soooooo nice. She is “cute as a button”, as my mom used to say. She is tiny. Soft, bright. She adores John. Anyone who loves my friend is my friend. Meg is bold in her quiet way and I admire that.
At any rate, as the I-Pad screen came to life with John and Meg.... they were seated side by side at their dining room table. Perfectly reasonable, I must say.
YET, they looked like they were being ‘interviewed at a deposition’ as they sat straight up on the dining room chairs. They only give-away that this setting was not at a ‘deposition’ was that Meg had a little bowl just out of the screen shot with Guacamole and chips. I would see her cheeks inflate every once in awhile and it made my hungry.
Those bowls were NOT set up in between John and Meg!. Nope, just off screen, next to Meg. Now that I think of it, I think it’s funny.
They were socializing from Aurora, just east of Cleveland. I say that because I had to learn quickly upon marrying an East Clevelander, that there are two Cleveland’s: WEST side and EAST side and there Is an invisible line defining the two. As a New Yorker, I had no clue. But, I learned.
By the way: My two kids, George VI and Carlyle are both adopted and both biological families come from Aurora, Ohio. That is a very weird since we live in Sarasota. I kinda like the serendipity of different circumstances that brought that detail together.
Getting back to my FIRST SOLOizing socializing.
It was fun. I got all sorts of good ‘binging’ programs. The first was a recommendation that I had heard from lots of folks in the past few weeks : OZARK. Okay. I am now addicted. Only on season one. Lots more to come. The next one on their list: Killing Eva with Sandra Oh.
Netflix is a cheaper diversion that pretend shopping, poison ivy, grub-hub, dating & dog rescue sites.
Actually, I just had an inspiration: A NEW perfect dating site: dating by dog...... Owner optional.
On the site you feature the Dog photo on front.
Optional Other pix of owner.
Description optional of DOG in the words of the owner.
So is today’s idea. “DOGS AND DATES” or.... should it be “DATES AND DOGS”?
By the way: that Global concert last night was incredible. I loved “It’s a wonderful Life” duet and the Sam Smith duet .... and that last song with Lady Gaga, etc.... Great incredible music experience: To hear the artists WITHOUT their sound effects and the ‘entire’ arrangements was raw and it resonated in a pure way that touched me. They raised lots of money.
People are good. It is refreshing to see it and FEEL it.
Smiles and happy Sunday. I love CBS SUNDAY Morning. It is my favorite show on T.V. Hope you
Enjoyed it too. If not... turn it on next Sunday. 9am-10:30am with Jane Pauley, host.
Judy
Friday, April 17, 2020
Life in Suspension as a BLOB
Day after Carlyle’s Birthday.
Had a bit too too of Maker’s Mark Bourbon and Lemonade.
Today, life in suspension could be described as that of a BLOB. Sort of the type of Blob seen on the UGLY mucinex commercial. But, not gross like ‘hockers’.....I mean: malleable. Slow. Low low energy. Does no harm. Fluffy shadow.
Or slush in the snow and ice......melting together: squishy. That is pure joy.
Weather is beauteous. I am glad to be alive today.
Warmth, smiles,
Judy
PS: CARLYLE brough FENDEL for my poison ivy..... by recommendation of my high school classmates. They are so ‘on the money’......
Had a bit too too of Maker’s Mark Bourbon and Lemonade.
Today, life in suspension could be described as that of a BLOB. Sort of the type of Blob seen on the UGLY mucinex commercial. But, not gross like ‘hockers’.....I mean: malleable. Slow. Low low energy. Does no harm. Fluffy shadow.
Or slush in the snow and ice......melting together: squishy. That is pure joy.
Weather is beauteous. I am glad to be alive today.
Warmth, smiles,
Judy
PS: CARLYLE brough FENDEL for my poison ivy..... by recommendation of my high school classmates. They are so ‘on the money’......
Wednesday, April 15, 2020
Carlye’s 35th Birthday at HOME
Normal Tax Day
My Daughter’s 35th birthday.
Hi there from cyberland.....
I just had a wonderful evening with my baby girl, Carlyle. She is 35 today.
Lest it not be noticed and appreciated, my daughter dawned a lovely top, beautiful belt and cool shoes.... much to the notice and heart felt soul of her mommy.
It was a BIG deal. My CARLYLE looked beautiful. Yeah. I love the gift she gave me by looking intentionally nice. NOT overdoing anything, to be sure.
She has grown intro a sweet lady.
She arrived with a gourmet ‘take out’ dinner of the most sensuous Caesare salad, escargot, potato leek soup, chicken cordon blue, yummy lamb chomps and the finale...... chocolate & cashew desert and a crepe Brûlée
Include candles and look-see talking with Georgie, the big BROTHER. He is so cute and soooooo
Adoring of his little sister. Way, before she was born, he was praying for her. It is such a beautiful thing to see between the two of them.
AND, a cool phone visit with Uncle Rob, and the family. Fun, funny, and pure adoration and love.
It is more than I could ever have thought would fill my heart.
Yum Yum. Outside 4 feet apart. Perfect with candles, and bourbon and white claw..... for me and for birthday girl. Great grub in the outside/interior courtyard that she grew up with: first as a kid’s playground.....then, as a ‘smoking section’ for the ‘bad kids’.... of which there were plenty.
And through my first grand son’s playground.... yet a generation from which it began...... back till tonight as the 35th birthday of my baby girl.
‘A generation Plus’ in this space after 45 year of calling this ‘home’
How beauteous is the circle of life that continues with joy
Smiles, warmth
Judy
Poison Ivy and itching is my GREAT CHALLENGE as it terrorizes me. I HATE TO ITCH.
My Daughter’s 35th birthday.
Hi there from cyberland.....
I just had a wonderful evening with my baby girl, Carlyle. She is 35 today.
Lest it not be noticed and appreciated, my daughter dawned a lovely top, beautiful belt and cool shoes.... much to the notice and heart felt soul of her mommy.
It was a BIG deal. My CARLYLE looked beautiful. Yeah. I love the gift she gave me by looking intentionally nice. NOT overdoing anything, to be sure.
She has grown intro a sweet lady.
She arrived with a gourmet ‘take out’ dinner of the most sensuous Caesare salad, escargot, potato leek soup, chicken cordon blue, yummy lamb chomps and the finale...... chocolate & cashew desert and a crepe Brûlée
Include candles and look-see talking with Georgie, the big BROTHER. He is so cute and soooooo
Adoring of his little sister. Way, before she was born, he was praying for her. It is such a beautiful thing to see between the two of them.
AND, a cool phone visit with Uncle Rob, and the family. Fun, funny, and pure adoration and love.
It is more than I could ever have thought would fill my heart.
Yum Yum. Outside 4 feet apart. Perfect with candles, and bourbon and white claw..... for me and for birthday girl. Great grub in the outside/interior courtyard that she grew up with: first as a kid’s playground.....then, as a ‘smoking section’ for the ‘bad kids’.... of which there were plenty.
And through my first grand son’s playground.... yet a generation from which it began...... back till tonight as the 35th birthday of my baby girl.
‘A generation Plus’ in this space after 45 year of calling this ‘home’
How beauteous is the circle of life that continues with joy
Smiles, warmth
Judy
Poison Ivy and itching is my GREAT CHALLENGE as it terrorizes me. I HATE TO ITCH.
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