I recently took a group tour abroad with what we politely call “mature” people. Most were couples, and something that stood out as unusual for such a group was that most women had different names than their husbands. I commented to one of the women that I found this...
(Yes, these are words to a song) FunnyDid you hear thatFunnyYeah, the guy said honey,You’re a funny girlThat’s me; I just keep themIn stitches doubled in halfAnd though I may be all wrong for the guyI’m good for a laughI guess it’s not funnyLife is far from sunnyWhen...
The question for today: How to impart wisdom to those following behind without sounding like a know-it grumpy old person. I started this blog when I celebrated my 70th birthday. My challenge for the BIG birthday was a two-week trip down the Colorado River through the...
I have been reminiscing over past posts, and this one still rings true. It is amazing how life repeats itself. Here we go: Today I took a walk on the beach, hoping to find a solution to a problem I had been wrestling with. I found an answer, but it was not what I...
I hate it. Always have. I feel like the naïve young woman who got on a train and traveled solo across the country from Spokane, Washington, to Dallas, Texas. I had to navigate changing trains, ordering meals, and getting my luggage. But there was my handsome fiancé at...
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