Ghosts of Skating Past

With Jim out this afternoon, I got a chance to watch something I really haven’t had to watch in ten years: figure skating.

Watching Frank Carroll, as the coach for Gracie Gold brought a ton of memories back to me. I actually remember listening on the car radio to the audio of ABC network broadcasting to the 1992 Olympic preliminary rounds of ice dancing! For how many years I wondered why Dick Button hid his top teeth behind his lip when he talked and how Scotty Hamilton kept a straight face when he talked to him.

I remember the Battle of the Brians in Calgary in 1988,and watching the skating today, one of the Canadian skaters has Brian Orser as her coach!I have to admit, though, that it’s going to take something to get me up to speed on the new scoring system.

Time marches on, I guess.

  

Waiting

Jim has an afternoon out with friends, so the girls and I spent a usual afternoon here. It was rough because the temps were a little chilly.

I came in this morning and have a crock pot full of ham vegetable soup working to take the chill off.A ton of wash got done and now, we are resting after our 15,000 fit bit steps.

I am waiting for my company to get in next weekend, so cleaning up will be the name of the game this week.At least the house is decorated, though!

  

Pretty Old.

So I am retired,now, right?

It’s a holiday weekend, right?

I can’t believe I made time to do this, but I actually worked on some Christmas cards today. I don’t know what came over me.Maybe it’s the fact that I have this desk that really isn’t as large as I have had in the past and I thought, maybe working on them, I’ll make some room.

I flashed back to growing up and remembering my Mom sitting at the dining room table addressing Christmas cards.Jeez, even she waited until the first weekend of December.I am having company next weekend, so I guess, that also played in the back of my mind,so I would have time to hang with my buddy from my teens, Margo.

For some reason though,realizing I did this today made me think of how OLD I am fortunate to be getting. I just wish mentally, I’d feel a little younger….

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Almost December

Jim and I went over to Cape May tonight to see the preparations for Christmas and see if any of the decorations are up.

It was surreal to walk through a seaside town and realize November is almost done and the temperature today is 51 degrees.We walked through town with sweatshirts.

We walked through the shopping mall/street and people were doing their black Friday shopping while eating ice cream. I think last year black Friday was snowing here:just goes to show you that climate changes is a reality.

We parked by the ocean and walked through Congress Hall, which was completely decked out for Christmas with the exception of it’s Christmas tree being lit.They are doing that a week from tonight.

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They have their carousel up and candy canes and lights on the shrubs.The doormen are dressed as if they are toy soldiers.There are garlands of evergreens all through the building.It looks as if it is Christmas.I guess they will do it soon enough,
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The Morning After

Because of the girls needing their medicine, I was offered Thanksgiving dinner by my sister,Georgine. She adopted me when we first met 6 years ago, and she loves our girls.

The company was wonderful: it never ceases to amaze me what you learn from people you just meet.There were some friends there who I already knew.

Everything was home made from the ham to turkey to lasagna to cranberry relish.I don’t know when I last laughed that hard.It was one of the most memorable Thanksgivings of my life.

#Iamblessed 

 

With apologies to Simon and Garfunkel

“I was twenty-one when I wrote this song.
I’m 23 now but I won’t be for long.
Time hurries on,
And the leaves that are green turn to brown.”

I’ve quoted this song before in a prior blog.It has gone through my head today as my oldest nephew who lives in Minnesota is 39 today.

Thirty nine.

Where does the time go? I am retired, he is married and has two boys of his own.I used to go out and see him during the winter break from college.He was such a cute little guy and is a handsome man now.

It is so funny going into the retired chapter of your life. I thought I’d be retired, and I end up working.I thought growing up I’d be a Mom, and I have to fur children who I wouldn’t trade for the world.I never, ever thought that I’d be A cancer survivor let alone a THREE cancer survivor, thank God.

Time does hurry on.

I am thankful, on this thanksgiving eve, for every morning I get up with two feet on the floor. I am thankful for my family, but most importantly, I am thankful for my friends.

Happy Thanksgiving.
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