Friday, July 13, 2012

I wish I had a Nickel for everytime.....!

Now Blue Orchid of Texas (the 48 year old guy that passed on AARP) is gone...that made me feel sad.  The guy hid out in a blog bat cave and ranted about a world he could not change.  We often said we should sit down and drink margaritas together and commiserate but he is young and I am not, he live in Texas and I in Oregon and I am not sure our spouses would have had that much in common.  So there you have it...he just closed up shop and disappeared like the local deli turned dry cleaners.  Darn and I liked to read his words.  Darn again.  I wish I had a nickel for every time something like that happened...gone but not forgotten.

My classmate I had not seen for 53 years came by to see me yesterday.  I wish I had a nickel for all the times I have thought of her.  My children have heard stories about her and we cook a dish that her mother made for us when we were kids.  I just found her last week...she lives seven blocks from me.  Darn...all those years gone.  We will never get them back.  Oh, by the way she is still beautiful and a friend.  At least I have that!

I showed up for my hair appointment exactly one day late.  Now, I would like to tell you that this was a new thing but it isn't.  I paid my hairdresser for a hair cut I did not get and resolved to cut my hair myself until I am in my dotage and someone else is responsible for remembering my appointments.  I wish I had a nickel for every time I forgot to show up someplace...once the time has passed it is gone and must be forgotten.

So, hows your day going?   



  1. I wish I had a nickel for every experience I put off, finally have, and find it love it. My life is too risk-adverse for my own good.

    My time with you and your husband last week is a perfect example. I have never taken a vacation just to meet new people who I might like. After the amazing time my wife and I had with you and Earl I could kick myself for past chances to do something similar but I never took the steps to make it happen.

    Believe me, I have learned my lesson.

  2. Yes, Bob, I know what you mean. We will live on our "staycation" with you and your lovely wife for the rest of our summer. Regret is not a happy companion but it does teach us a lesson or two.

    My friend Sharon is a remarkable woman. I will write more about her soon.



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