Sixty-something woman shares ruminations as she plys the latter third of her life with the caveat that age entitles her to be absolutely outrageous whenever possible.
"We Three"
Monday, July 11, 2011
And the rest of the day, well, whatever...
I did make the gym (yay, me!), then Trader Joe's for some flowers and good stuff to eat, then home to make a tiny steak and mushrooms for lunch, with steamed veggies, and, of course, dessert of rice pudding, and some almond butter cookies, oh, my, so GOOD! Then I tried my hand at this little ditty, which is still in the making but coming along, shades of Hawaii and all that wonderful tropical stuff. Guess I got tired of birds, and saw some rather wonderful, colorful, loose and fun landscapes this weekend, and said I CAN DO THAT! Well, not exactly, but I can do something, yes I can. More will be revealed here. Now all pooped out and ready to crash on couch for reruns of Bones and some reading and some Pickle/Boo love. Retirement rocks. Only drawback is you have to be OLD to have it. Old is not all that much fun at 4 PM when one has spent every last drop of energy. Food sounds like a possibility, too. When in doubt, eat something.
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