I could start a list of all that I’m thankful for, but it would never end and I’d probably forget something. I’m grateful for every day I’m given. For many people, 73 is old, so I appreciate that I’m still able to do everything I always have, just a little slower. I never thought I’d get this fat, but I’m out here rockin’ it!
On this anniversary of my birth, I’m happy, and that’s about as good as it gets here on Earth in the 21st century.
Here’s what we were up to yesterday…Casey surprised me with a Birthday Window!!! We went to Beak and Barrel for some provisions (meh) and rode TRON with the lights and new music (fantastic).
This morning we let it warm up a little, then headed over to EPCOT, where we rode My Most Favorite Ride, Guardians of the Galaxy: Cosmic Rewind and did a Lorcana card scavenger hunt…and other stuff…
We’re headed over to Raglan Road for some Irish song and dance, bundled up for 40degrees like we’re not in Florida. But, hey, it’s 17degrees back at Sonnystone. I’ll cope.
Hey, kids! I hope you’re doing well, weathering the changes peacefully. I retreated for a month in September, staying away from all but essential outside intrusion, practicing the Presence in nature and in my natural habitat, my home. Though I had a Big Wake-up to News experience while at Disney World recently, I found that grounding myself intensely during that month allowed me to maintain my detachment, staying present in a way that intensified the FUN we had.
I’m working on a nice video, but here’s a quick preview of my gorgeous grandies and some cool characters…
Observant readers may notice that Casey looks different in the above picture, and not just in the aging-old-dude way. Check it out — after 5 years, he cut his hair…
BeforeAfter
I feel like I have a new husband!
During my break from writing this column, I’ve written Nothing. Oh, I made several lists, took notes on some lectures I’ve listened to, and devised an ad for FB Marketplace, but my urge to compose some lofty prose has dried up like the leaves rustling through the yard.
Driving down to Disney we stopped at an RV park, situated ourselves near the restrooms. What we didn’t realize is that the doors required a code, and there was no one in the office to give it to us. It was uncomfortable and I determined that we should sell Goldie and stop acting like we still have the travel trailer (after 5 years, you’d think I’d learn). After our return from Florida, Casey cleaned her all up, put her out in the yard with a For Sale sign, and she sold in less than 24 hours. Truly, Goldie was one-of-a-kind and we had many great adventures in her. We still have our drive-around-town cars, but will probably look around for something newer soon.
I’m prepping for Allhallowtide – the 3-day observation of All Hallow’s Eve, All Saints, and All Souls Days. I prefer to call it Dia de los Muertes and I am setting up an Altar of Ancestors to Remember and Celebrate, decorating with flowers, planning a meal of harvest food, and watching Coco for inspiration.
Check back in next week to join the festivities!!!