I’m getting behind on this birthday month reporting. Let’s do a pictorial for days eleven and twelve.
Mondays, I meet with a writing group. Two of us have birthdays in August, so Bonnie and I celebrated! We had the most beautiful cake ever and some pink bubbly.
Tuesday, out to Margot’s Cafe for dinner. I can’t believe the only photo we got was the bottle of wine. I’m going to throw in a picture of Margot’s even though I didn’t take the picture.
With both parents gone, we’ve left the Compound and moved to a smaller setting that we refer to as The Cottage, On the Ravine (I swear, there is a gulley creek bed.) There was a sadness, but now we love our new digs. I used to be a healthcare executive. I don’t miss it. Before that, I worked in radio and cable TV. I miss radio most of all. Radio has to be the most hilarious and fun place to work. Now I do some writing and give my attention to Dave and Dixie, our five-year-old Shih-poo. My parents were with us for thirteen years. Dad passed away November 19, 2018, and Mom died June 24, 2022. We miss them. I garden, cook (a lot), clean, play anything with a keyboard, and believe in the power of Love.
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On the Ravine 