Dear Dan, Another birthday you don't have. Happy birthday, wherever you may be. I love and miss you, my Danny Boy!
Pressure!
Self-imposed deadlines are the bane of my existence. They are also something I can't seem to stop myself from making. Geesh! I have two friends getting married next weekend. I have a lovely dress that I still need to alter slightly. I have the shoes and everything I need -- except something to wear around... Continue Reading →
Robin Williams
Dear Dan, Well, now you get to meet Robin Williams. I'm sorry you two couldn't figure out another way. I'd sort of like to be a fly on the wall for the meeting. Two of my favorite funny men, cracking jokes. I don't know that you would actually be making the jokes, though. You would... Continue Reading →
Thanks for the visit
Dear Dan, Thanks for stopping by this morning. As always, your visits are too short. The funny thing about dreams is the consistency/inconsistency factor. In the last dream like this, you moved to Japan. In this one you had moved to Italy and had to go back before someone or something caught up with you.... Continue Reading →
Surf’s Up!
Dear Dan, I don't know why, but I've been thinking about you and the surfboard. We had that small blue pool in the immediate backyard. I think this was the year before we got the big pool in the yard across the creek. Mom and I were standing outside of the pool and your were... Continue Reading →
This is fun? I don’t get it.
This was done last Saturday night. People just "out having fun?" I don't get it. The markers that were tipped over can be righted. The ones that are broken are gone forever. Possibly new ones can be made, but the originals are from the Civil War era in a place where Memorial Day was purportedly... Continue Reading →
It's My World 