A friend once asked my father out for a drink after work on a Friday. Dad said no, he had to finish up paperwork so he could start fresh on Monday. This wonderful gent said to leave something on your desk else you may die. No, I don’t know the Irish story – tried to look it up – but this is a true friend and I believe they had that drink.
People always say that when one is nearing the end of life, one does not devote thoughts on time, on hours, weeks, days, years spent at work. It should be centered on friends (some may be from work over the years) and family. I think of loved ones and am concerned.
There was a party here yesterday for all the neighbors. My husband and I attended, got separated and met many new people. We like knowing our neighbors and my husband even pulled a few balloons out of his hat to engage a child. The kid challenged his father to a balloon pirate sword fight!
Yes, that’s what it’s like to be older people at a party. I was asked for serving items I may actually get back someday. People always know to ask Dee for kitchen equipment.
I did get to dance, twice, to a good band. Once with my wonderful husband and once with a neighbor who did not know of my disabilities (except I told him I was wearing rubber-soled shoes so couldn’t turn as fast as he wanted me to) and I’ve nominated him best dancer of the evening. Hey, hubby taught me the Texas Two-Step in his closet as I was helping him move away due to dot-bomb 12 years ago. He came back three weeks later… for me.
Single gals, a word of advice. Aside from waiting until marriage, yes, consider who you’ll be sitting across the table with for breakfast for the rest of your life. That will rule out the serial cheater at the gym and the married guy. Great abs do not a great husband make. A mind, however, lasts forever. Do I need to write a piece on geeks? I love geeks. Enough for now, I’m babbling, Dee
Cooking with Dee 