St.Valentine’s Day

Well, as the song lyric goes, and my favorite version is by Frank Sinatra, “Each day is Valentine’s Day.”

Tomorrow is the 14th of February. Just another day for a whole lot of folks. My buddy,Duch, has her birthday tomorrow! My money is on the chance that most of the people will be celebrating the day set aside for love. From little fingers with construction paper, small cards, red roses, jewelry, or even engagement rings, gifts and cards will be exchanged. I know my Dad proposed to my Mom on the day back in 1941. My sister-in-law’s parents married on 2/14.

My BFF Juls is going through some angst this St.Valentine’s day, praying and worrying about medical stuff. Not everyone is looking for chocolate tomorrow. When you are lucky enough to have a significant other,  the love you have translates into sharing cares and worries together. Love covers a lot of area.


So from me and my girls and Jim, I want to hope all your days, not just tomorrow, are filled with love. Don’t restrict it to a single day a year.

Make each day your Valentine’s Day.

Breaking Out of a Winter Funk

If you have read this blog with any regularity, you’ll know I am fond of using a line from Simon and Garfunkel-” The sky is a hazy shade of winter.”

…until yesterday and today, that is. Yesterday was so mild Zush felt good enough to lead me and her sister down to the bay since, I guess, she missed being down there.


We realize in this neck of the woods, that any mild January time is a gift. We savor it and get out in it all we can. Even yours truly, with the gimpy leg from Saturday ‘s fall gets out to savor this. Oh yes, we know low temperatures and snow are thisclose away:you really just walk around today and smile.


Always be thankful for your gifts.

Going home again

Jim and I had dinner with two of our old friends from our old neighborhood. It was nice to be with them and their fantastic kids: their youngest is my godson Frankie.

Even though we have been off the street for a year and a half, sometimes,well, it’s like you have never left.The only difference is the kids have gotten bigger.We got a wonderful gift from them: they framed two prints of them, one with me, the other with Zush and gave them to us for the new house.We sat and talked and it was so nice. It makes you wish the times could be rolled back to the day.

Then when we left them, we stopped at another neighbor and saw their two girls, who are growing like weeds.Still, we fell into our old chat, and it was great.

I will miss them-good friends are hard to come by.