November 29, 2017: How was your day?

A day of reflection, ranging from sadness to anxiety to hope and finally to acceptance.

Barb…. waiting for a positive sign.

Same condition.

So sad.

Work…. enjoyed the day and all my coworkers.  For some reason, it was just a silly day to celebrate our togetherness.

News:  So many troubling issues across the globe.  Mind boggling.

Friends:  Had a great time winding down, home town philosophy, with a touch of madness..

It all came down to this;  Attitude.

What you think about, you experience.

If you anticipate that today will be a bad day?

Guess what?

It’s the self fulfilling prophecy.

And finally, a night cap with Sissy Belle and George Maxwell, the wonder dog.

It was a magical night, quite warm for late November, with twinkling lights cascading the Christmas house of Sissy and Ray.

We sat outside and drank hot chocolate, with the peaceful easy feeling that happens among friends.

Home now.

Stinkerbell is fed and seems content.

Until tomorrow, may you all believe that it will be a magical day.

Chances are, it will be.




Gifting… cyber space

Cyber Monday….

Oh wait, we have extended CM to CT…… Tuesday.

And tomorrow?

I believe cyber week will replace CM.

Wait a minute.

What if I don’t want to purchase gifts this week?

Hell, I just got through eating myself silly on Thanksgiving.

And no, I do not have a tree decorated.

And I do not have twinkling lights….anywhere.

If you must know, I am not a Christmas type person.

I have a couple of angels dragged out of storage.

And a nutcracker.

A ceramic tree from the 60s.

And a hell of  a lot of snowmen, looking like they are in drag.

No, I prefer to think of Christmas in my own way.

A time to get together with friends and family, to enjoy one another.

To share a glass of wine, a wonderful dinner, and a toast to the new year.


Each of us has a special thing we would like to receive.

A crazy hat, a bottle of wine,  a gift card to our favorite restaurant, a homemade card, or maybe a pair of fuzzy slippers.

But most of all, we all need to feel special and loved.

My gift to you is simple.

I will be there for you, whenever you need me, to laugh, carry on, or to make you feel good.

The magic of Christmas is alive, in all of us.

If only we can continue this feeling all year long.

Let’s do it.


Barb: A vigil of hope


Out of the blue.

A friend….stricken.


Compared to me?

A youngster.

It reinforces the brutal truth.

Our lives are fragile.

One moment, we are laughing, carrying on, enjoying the moment.

And the next?

We are forced to confront what is unspoken among us.

The day that started like any other day, and ended with confusion and sadness.

Why you Barb?

You are so full of life, laughter and compassion.

Yet it is you.


Life has no answers.

It randomly gives and takes.


You and I may wake up and feel alive and well.

What could go wrong?

Hey friends!

Life is precious.

Life is an adventure.

Life is tragic.

Life is all there is.

Give it your best, every day.

And for you Barb?

We are all hoping for the best.

We love you.




Was it worth it?

On this Sunday, the day before I am scheduled to work, I must admit:

There is something about a week off that is just not enough.

I am one of the lucky ones:  I have 3 weeks off every year.

I believe the majority of the workers have 2 weeks out of 52 to relax and kick back.

It is no wonder we burn ourselves out.

Hey, BOC  (blue oyster cult), I am burning out the day and burning out the night.

16 years old and I was working at Ma Bell.

I blame it all on Ma.

She made me an offer I could not refuse, so I quit my studies and became a good soldier, working for the phone company.

8 times, I moved around the country.

30 some years later, it was time to get the heck out.

A few years off, to travel and indulge myself, and then it was back to work.

After all, that is really all I ever knew…. working.

Now 19 years later, it is finally time to move on, to a new phase of life.

50 years of working.

Was it worth it?


And no.

Life’s choices.

My choices.

I will never regret those choices.

I cherish them.

It was a hell of a ride.

Funny how life works out, with its ups and downs, highs and lows and of course,  most importantly, the drive and desire we have to fulfill our dreams, no matter what.

Sunday, November 26, 2017:

Again, I ask myself, “was it worth it?”

Of course it was.




Defining one’s self

What day is it today, anyway?

Is this a harbinger of tomorrow?

Retired and completely out of touch?

If so, what a great feeling.

I decided to watch a classic last night.

“I’m mad as hell and I am not gonna take it anymore.”

Something about that movie:  Great acting.  Transparent. A morality play.  A sign of the times. Sensationalism above all else, to get the ratings.

It made me decide to head on out this afternoon for a wildly garlic white pizza with tomatoes.

No connection whatsoever.  Just because.

Ran into a few bar buddies, and had a raucous time, over a few cocktails.

Home early, to feed Pufferbelle.

She loves it when I am home, even if I am suffering from heartburn.

Have I mentioned?

I love being a free agent.

Until tomorrow…..

Sunday, I think….



PS  Can’t wait to wear my new Eagles Santa hat.

So much to be thankful for…

Did you have a traditional Thanksgiving dinner?

You know, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, green beans, cranberry sauce, stuffing and turkey?

I didn’t.

I had a gourmet feast.

The appetizers were beautiful, with cucumber/basil/cheese delights, to raspberry and cheddar spread, just to name a few.

The dinner?


I don’t know how Patti managed to create such a variety of unusual side dishes, along with bourbon laced dressing and a delicious turkey.

Oh, did I mention?  Cole slaw:  Not your mother’s cole slaw.  Wow!

And for dessert?  Irish coffee with peeps melting in the cup.

Such a comfortable, easy day….one that I will always remember.

Thanksgiving….thank you Patti and Ray for giving me this memory on my favorite holiday.



Pain management? Mind over pain. You choose.

Up before dawn, adventuring.

Isn’t that what vacations are for?

Was not prepared for the massive traffic.


At 7am?

Had some health issues that almost slowed me down, but…

I look at it this way:

I could stay home, or I could venture out, feeling the same.

I chose to go for it.

Had a delightfully crazy day, meeting new people and seeing new sights.

And then tonight?

Getting together with the gang to wish everyone a very happy holiday, over a glass (or two) of wine.

Today, I learned 3 things:

1.  If you dream it, you will do it.

2.  Home is where your friends are.

3,  Rise above your pain and your health issues.  Enjoy life, as long as you are alive.


Breaking out

Day 2:  vacation.

No alarm clock.

Leisurely coffee before tackling a few chores.

Went for a ride to try out a new grocery store.

Guess what?  yup! Accident on 78.

It is really unbelievable: the amount of trucks on that highway.

Turned off to try a different place for lunch, and a bloody mary, to calm my nerves.

Actually, today, I felt absolutely no stress.

It was a welcome respite from the last few months.

Met up later with the regulars for a few blasts, and to celebrate Chris’s birthday, a week or so late.

Thinking about taking a day trip tomorrow.

There is a lot to be said for being a free bird.

Chirp chirp.




Slept in.

Took care of the cat, who looks frightful.

Speaking of frightful, it was a cold windy day.

Hung around in my pjs, with no sense of direction, until I got the energy to make a list, check it twice and go shopping for cat food and coffee.

Almost ready when I noticed blood on my sweater, on my jeans and shoes.

The phone was ringing.

My neighbor was at the front door.

And I had a rip roaring nose bleed.

30 minutes later, it seemed to subside.

As I fired up the computer, to see what the heck causes a nose bleed, it seems that

dry air is the culprit.

Started up again.

Should I go to the urgent care?

Stopped…. started….. stopped….

Reluctantly, I went to pick up the cat food and a humidifier, carrying a box of tissues, just in


Stopped for a bite to eat and a beer, and came home to the frightful cat.

So far so good.

I am waiting for the humidifier to kick in.

What a bloody Monday.

A Tuesday adventure awaits…




Have you ever seen an asshole on a Saturday adventure?

Are you ready for a  ridiculous blog?

At 830 am:  Met with Denise, Sue, Susie, Andra and my little buddy Chicken Butt for a lovely breakfast among old friends.

Thankfully, the working world will soon rid itself of the crazy Cx Butt, who will retire on Jan 5.

Ok , so moving right along:

Andra and Lenny ?  Going to Florida for Christmas.

Sue?  Our darling Robin will be home from the Navy, on Thanksgiving.

Susie: She and Tom are hopeful that the new radiation procedure will be successful.

Denise?  She is kicking butt … at her work place.

Way to go Denise.

And the Cx B?


Ready to move into the retirement phase, from being a part time idiot, to the self fulfilling phase of being :

A free bird.

A full time axx hole.

An advocate of those who would consider having a screw ball as their spoke person.

And, of course,

A loose canon, wandering around NE Pennsylvania, wearing a ridiculous hat.

Oh, by the way, at the mall today:  So many people stopped to tell me they loved my hat.

Of course they did.

Might as well face it,, we’re addicted to the craziness of the Chx. B.

I love being alive.

It is a hoot.

What a wonderful Saturday.

Patti and I shopped, ate, and had a few cocktails….

What a fabulous time.

Thanks, Sissy Belle!

Until tomorrow…..