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.
I used to be a health care financial executive -- I don't miss it. Before that, I was in radio/TV -- I still miss that. Radio has to be the craziest business ever invented.Today, I am happy to be living in this wandering place, blessed to be married to the best man I've ever known. Mom died June 24, 2022. I'm navigating grief. I miss my dad; he died in November 2018. I write (all kinds of stuff), garden, cook, clean, sew (a little), play anything with a keyboard--including the organ, and love on my grand-babies. We watch all the wildlife that frequent the ravine and our Shih-poo pup Dixie just turned three. Life is abundant around these parts.
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