Thursday, April 28, 2011
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Come, Saturday!
Come Saturday morning, I'm going away with my friends, we'll laugh and we'll smile in our Saturday style...
Today we went "away" with Victor Borga. {Thanks to the magic of Youtube, or "the utubes", as I affectionately call it} We sat around the computer, as families used to do, around the radio and enjoyed and laughed to the humor of Victor Borga. Just I and my friends, my children wrapped around my shoulders, we laughed and listened. I realized that this is Saturday morning in our house. We are living in an elongated Saturday morning of loving and living under one roof and learning to laugh together and cry together, at some of the same things. We are a community. We are a family. It was so much fun and joy.
One day they will be gone, but we will remember, long after Saturday’s gone.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
A Tennis Monday!
What a delight to see the band of Walkers descending on Jetton Park after work and school? I was more than grateful that my dear, sweet husband took upon himself the initiative to overcome the inertia of his wife to guide us into (what I like to call) Spring Training. A little too much Winter Hibernation was indulged in. We have no excuse to hibernate, down here, there really is no Winter, to speak of. But, we got out there. Some hiked some picnicked and some played tennis. I am learning to negotiate my vision, these days. I find that my shoulder is looser and my serve more fluid, but my eyes misguage the distance to the net, when trying to accomodate the softer hits. I could blame it on the bifocals. I do think that is it, but I can't be sure. More than a few times, I was sure that the ball was going over and that I had put enough pressure to carry it just over to my youngster, and it was not even at the net. I haven't had that happen to me before, my vision deceiving me to that extent. It is interesting negotiating the changes that aging brings.