Thursday, March 31, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/the invisible driver

Alright it's bad enough that my engine light won't go off, and I know why, my car needs a transmission. I've been pressing my luck with this one.  Going on six months, and the transmission guy told me it wouldn't last three months. They just don't know my car, do they....

And good thing for me because I don't want a car payment, don't need one. I've owned my car for almost ten years, and I like it like that... aren't these words to a song.

But yesterday, as I was driving home, after taking my mom to the doctors, what do you think happened, no the transmission didn't die, thank goodness for that. I'm still pressing my luck with that one, and yes I'm realistic, and know sooner or later it will have to be replaced.......  The air bag light suddenly came on.  "PANIC STRUCK ME."

So I pulled over to the side of the road, and called my husband. He reassured me that it was probably electrical. And then I remembered, this happened one time before. So, I'll make an appointment with my mechanic, because I've grown attached to my car, and I'm not ready to give her up, not yet.... To the end we shall go....

But to be honest, just seeing that light blinking back at me, as if to say, watch out, I'm a coming.. made me pushed my seat further back from the steering wheel, which was a little awkward for me, since I'm only five feet one, and reaching the gas pedal was a little difficult...

I was only two minutes away from home, and knew I could endure this position for that length of time any longer, I don't know what I would have done..

My new story. "The Invisible Driver," who finally makes her way home, because that's what it felt like.

Yes my car troubles, a never-ending story, but I'm sure there are many, who can relate to that.....
But for me, I just want my car to stay FOREVER YOUNG

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/mom's tests...

We went to the doctors, only my mom didn't see him.  That's right..

She decided to have her tests at the hospital.  It's within walking distance from her place. I just wished she'd told me, before I left home, since we were already at the doctors office, and now she didn't want to have her tests there..

I think she's just putting it off. At least for few more days. But she knows how important it is.

I'm  really fortunate to have my mom still here.  She's 87 years young, and will live to 200, okay, maybe that's being too optimistic, so I'll settle for 100, but no matter what, let her be here, for as long as the Good Lord sees fit...

Then as we were leaving the doctors office, the assistant handed my mom all the prescriptions she needed to take her tests.  We left the office and was almost down the block, when the assistant came running after us.  She realized she put the wrong last name on the script. Mom didn't notice, because the first name on the script was hers.

Apparently the assistant put my mom's doctors last name on the script, instead of my mom's, because my mom's doctor has the same first name as hers. confusing right? And we didn't notice, close call..... but it all worked out in the end, and that's what counts

Finally took my mom home, and stayed with her for awhile..

I definitely needed to  relax.

Really, I wonder what that word means..


Tuesday, March 29, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/I took a short ride

I didn't have a destination, and nothing was planned, I just took a short ride.

As I'm driving down the road, and thank goodness, there wasn't any traffic behind me(they probably would have blasted their horns, but then again, it was an off time)..  I  started to relax.  I took my time. What does that mean. I wasn't in a rush to be somewhere, and  I wasn't in a hurry to meet someone.

I didn't turn the radio on. It was pure silence inside the car and out.. How I cherished this moment.

Passing by some wooded areas, skimpy trees and maybe a little lake in between, I finally saw some houses.... Old houses, new houses. some for sale, others not. Lawns full of junk, others clean as a whistle..

That's when I wondered, who lived in these houses. What kind of people were they. Did they have children? What's their heartfelt story.. Were they born here? Did their ancestors live here, or did they come from another state, another country. This would make for a pretty interesting read, I'm sure.

With these thoughts in mind, I kept driving forward. I wanted to take in the beauty around me. Or just visualize what it would look like once the trees were in full bloom, and all the flowers sprouting up in every imaginable color.... But regretfully, I had to turn around, and head back home.

Leaving my cares and worries behind, just for a half hour, was the perfect medicine for my heart and soul. And when I feel overwhelm, I'll just take myself out for that short ride again. "Who needs a doctor, right?


Monday, March 28, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/procrastination

How many times do I tell myself, I'll start something today, but then put it off until tomorrow, but when tomorrow comes, I still put it off.

It's like saying, I'll have a hamburger today, and pay you back on tuesday.

Isn't that what Wimpy said to Popeye. His intentions were sincere, but then he didn't follow through, and look how many hamburgers he ate. Imagine owing his life to a hamburger..

So procrastination, a big word, and something, not all the time, I tend to do, without meaning to.

But I know once I set my gears in motion, nothing can stop me from completing my tasks. And when it's finally completed, the clock stops, and once again I put the gear in park. And park I do for quite sometime, that is, until I find something else to reverse that gear, and put me back in motion again.

This could take me a long long time, then again, it might only be a short time,  It's like playing the waiting game and Procrastination, is the name..

So hopefully today will not be one of those days. And lightning strikes, and the gears are prime, for me to start whatever I need to do... but then again, if I think about it too long, then I just might wait until tomorrow..

So for me procrastination, will probably always be FOREVER YOUNG

Sunday, March 27, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/our trip to Canada

I've been to Canada once... My children of course were much, much younger, when my husband and I decided to take them on a vacation there.

We saw Niagara Falls, what a beautiful picture that made.  Then it was off to Toronto.  We didn't like to stay where tourists usually do, my husband and I liked to mingle with the local people, and found a nice place farther away from the center of town...

One of the locals mentioned the Toronto Fair. And we all went.... It was fantastic. The best time we ever had.  It was an unexpected surprise. The kids enjoyed all the rides, and because I loved Elvis, there was also a Legend In Concert, Elvis being one of them, where entertainers impersonated famous stars, and singers.

Imagine this was not  planned, and sometimes it's better not to.. you just might have more fun...

The next morning we said our goodbyes, and  headed towards Montreal. We walked the grounds where the Olympics were held. I pretended to talk in French, which of course didn't speak, or understand. This made my husband and the kids laugh, and acted like they didn't know me. But I was having the time of my life.

Once we left Montreal, it was off to Old Quebec. What a beautiful quaint place to visit. We didn't stay long, because our trip was nearing the end.
Canada was a great education for all of us. And I would visit there again. It didn't matter if I didn't understand the signs or the language, because we knew exactly where to go, and we never got lost,  once.

So for me Canada will always be FOREVER YOUNG

Saturday, March 26, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/ my acting days, and Law and Order

The actress in me, has been put away. And maybe someday, I'll start again.  But that's how I got interested in writing, and producing my own scripts.

And the reward of fulfilling a dream surpasses any money that I made, or better yet, the money I didn't make..

I first got interested in the acting industry, when I took my son for drum lessons at an Art Center.  There were chairs set up in the room, and I was curious to find out why. so I asked the man who was in charge, what was going on... He told me, he was an acting teacher, and was having classes here.

Something inside of me exploded.  Could I at my age, start acting classes. I mean, was I too old, even though I was in my thirties, but late late thirties to be exact. He said "of course, there is no age limit in acting."

And that's how my acting career began.

I was so vulnerable, and naive because I wanted so much, to be a part of this industry, but never realized the frustrations, disappointments, and pitfalls that came with the territory.

So it was a great education. A self-education... and over the course of many years, I learned a lot..  But no matter what happened, I wouldn't have traded my experiences for the world.  It was like riding a roller coaster, with its many ups and downs. The thrill of the ride made me want more.

My first real acting scene was in a teleplay, "The Bleeding Tree." My character was an eccentric aunt who thought she was in love with the President of the United States.  It was a fun part to play. I had to speak in a southern accent. Imagine that, my first real scene.

I went on to other projects.. I was an extra, who played a reporter in Law and Order, for all of one minute.  I met Jerry Orbach, he was such a nice man, and  Chris North, who I had the pleasure of talking to.

 In fact, I asked for his autograph, a no no I found out later from my fellow actors... because after all, I was an actor too... but he didn't mine.  I told him the autograph was for my nine year old daughter, but it really was for me... a little white lie, but I'm sure he would have laughed about that.... Unfortunately, I lost the autograph somewhere, and was very upset..  Oh Well..

Then worked on such films like "The Long Kiss Goodnight, and Snake Eyes", but of course got edited out of the picture, which is not unusual in this business.. I worked long hours, but loved every moment of it.. and would you believe, I almost got a speaking part, because I had the right jacket,  but  if I didn't know how to act, well you can imagine. lol..

I can go on and on, but won't.

I love this business, and I love writing about it. I'm not a well known anything, I'm just someone who appreciates just having the opportunity, of being part of a this wonderful creative world.

So for me, I will always love and have a passion for acting and writing..


Friday, March 25, 2011


I had one heck of an stressful day.  Whatever could go wrong did

So  tomorrow is another day, and we'll see what that brings, but for now, I"m just taking a much needed rest.... TIL THEN



Thursday, March 24, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/birthdays, omg

Remember when you were a kid, and couldn't wait for your birthday.

Then wow, you turned thirty, and didn't want anymore birthdays. because you wanted to stay thirty forever. But long and behold, you knew this wasn't possible. And the years kept flying by.

So knowing my birthday is a few months away.  I don't want to be reminded, that I'll be another year older, omg  Hell, once you're passed forty, who feels like counting.

But today is  my husband's birthday.  And I want to wish him many more to come..  And like me, he doesn't like to make a fuss about it....

Still, wouldn't it be great, if you  could turn back the clock,  and take what you  know now, and put it in a body of a  twenty- year old.  But since this is reality, and not fantasy,  I'll just have to grin and bare it.

Because for me, Birthdays will not always be, FOREVER YOUNG

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/my dreams are real..

My dreams are real.  I don't know why I dream, I wish I knew.

But I enjoy writing them down, before I really forget them. Most of them are interesting, but some I truly  want to forget, because they are awful, and sometimes downright scary.. which is puzzling, because I don't watch many horror or scary films...

I like to watch romantic comedies, a good psychological thriller, and comedy/drama, that's my cup of tea.

So my request.  iI I'm going to dream, then let them be funny, or adventurous, then I'm a happy camper...


FOREVER YOUNG/dreaming all the time

Well I had another dream.  I was lying on the ground, afraid to move. There was an elephant close by, he too was lying down.  At first I thought he was hurt, or dead, but then he started to move.

I just laid there, afraid to draw attention.  I didn't want to be trampled on, that's for sure. He seemed to be protecting something, but I couldn't see what it was, and I certainly didn't want to make my presence known.  I didn't want to give this elephant any excuse to get up,.. if you know what I mean..

I really do have some strange dreams,... this could be my future book.  (my short stories of weird and strange dreams) Well that's not the title, I don't have one... But it should be pretty interesting, if and when I ever write it.

Now most of my dreams, I can relate the whole story, or at least part of it, but this one, I really can't re-call much.. because I woke up suddenly and forgot most of it.

Dam those kind of dreams are like a cliffhanger in a tv series.  You're watching the last episode, and something drastically happens, but they won't show the outcome, until the new season begins.  Only with dreams, there is no next season, because the dream is lost in never never land...

Then this morning while watching the weather channel, I saw headlines that read,  Elizabeth Taylor dies.
Could this dream be coincidental. Remember "Elephant Walk" starring Elizabeth Taylor, Peter Finch, and Dana Andrews.

Sort of makes me wonder, Elephant, Elephant Walk. But I'll never know.

Then again, I always have strange or weird dreams, which is normal for me, and I'm sure there will be more to come,

So for me this strange dream will remain FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/peace pilgrim

Peace Pilgrim, born in Egg Harbor City, New Jersey.  A woman who believed in peace. She gave up all her worldly possessions to walk 25,000 in the name of peace. She didn't want fame or fortune. She asked for neither.

When she walked for peace, it was with one purpose only, to meet and talk with others, and help them understand what peace would mean to them, and the world.

This truly was a task of love.  Maybe at times it was a difficult road to travel, but that didn't stop Peace Pilgrim from spreading the word. She fought for her beliefs, and never gave up.
That's a lesson to be learned. To believe in something, and to fight for it, regardless of what obstacles that stand in the way.

Peace Pilgrim, at one time had everything she needed, and gave it all up to walk 25,000 miles in the name of peace.

I admire her for her strength, her ambition, and her passion.

And whenever I feel like giving up, or just want to pack it in, because of the obstacles that stand in my way, I'm reminded of what Peace Pilgrim did, and what she fought for, and this helps me to get back on track again.

So Peace Pilgrim, you will always be FOREVER YOUNG


Tuesday, March 22, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/now I'm confused Mr. Weatherman

Just tuned into the weather channel, nothing mentioned about snow or sleet. yet last night it was a different story from our own news channel. Or maybe I'm a week ahead....  

I'm so confused, I don't know what to think, and maybe the groundhog is just as confused as I am.

So if it doesn't snow or sleet, Hurray, Hurray, Spring is here... and if it does, Oh Well. at least Spring is just around the corner...

Still the groundhog will always be FOREVER YOUNG


Mr. Groundhog did you have an off day, when you predicted Spring would soon arrive. Because the weather man says it will snow and sleet tomorrow, and I'm hoping he is wrong.

I just put my winter coat, gloves, boots and scarfs away, and I don't want to dig them out. I just want the sun to come out, and spread it's warm rays once again.

So Mr. Groundhog, did you just want to fool us into believing Spring is here. Did you feel sorry for us, because we couldn't wait for Winter to disappear.

I really want to believe you were right, but if your not, then I'll just have to grin and bare it for another day, and hope that Spring returns the next day.

Mr. Groundhog, please don't be wrong, because for me you will always be FOREVER YOUNG.

Monday, March 21, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/my own corned beef dinner

Okay, I almost had a scare with my own corned beef and cabbage. After telling you about my friends.. this would have been disastrous, and my husband, would've teased me forever...

I bought a new brand, and didn't use the seasonings that came with it,  which I never use, because I don't want to pick out seeds from my teeth all night long, thats why I add my own.

So I didn't know how this corned beef was going to taste. And I've been cooking corned beef for years, and it always came out good, I mean really good, melting in your mouth good.

And it was a pretty large corned beef. The directions said for each pound to cook a hour, I knew that. Or did I. ..but when I took out the corned beef, after three hours, it was still a little tough.  How can this be?  I was getting annoyed,  and asked my husband to taste it. His comment, "It's good, but a little tough." So I put the corned beef back into the pot, and cooked it for another twenty minutes.

After twenty minutes, I took it out again, it tasted much better, but another eight minutes would definitely do the trick.  I guess it was the size of the corned beef. I'm so used to getting a 7 or 8 pound corned beef, and this was a little over ten...  

Finally it was done, and removed from the pot to cool, leaving the cabbage and potatoes to boil for another five minutes.  The meal was then placed on plates and served.  And yes it did melt in your mouth..

I've been cooking corned beef for over twenty some years, and if this corned beef didn't turn out right, I would have lost my dignity.

But I must say, it will be awhile before I cook another one.  Probably not until next St. Patrick's Day!!
And I'll probably buy the brand I'm used to.

I'm not saying don't try anything new, but when you're cooking a special meal, and it's never failed you before, it's better to keep it that way.


FOREVER YOUNG/rainy Monday's

Don't you just hate it when you wake up to a rainy day, especially if it's on Monday's

Because when the sun is shining I feel lighthearted, optimistic and full of energy, but when it rains, I feel tired, miserable, and just want to pull the covers over my head and go back to sleep.

But then again it's what I make of the day, like reading a good book that everyone has been talking about. Or do that project  I've been putting off for sometime now, or writing those letters to my friends or loved ones that I've put on hold.

So my perspective is, it's what I feel inside of me, and not what's outside my window, that will determine what kind of day it will be.

So for me this rainy day will be FOREVER YOUNG

Sunday, March 20, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/corned beef and cabbage

Today,  Sunday, a day of rest or is it. Sometimes I wonder. It seems you do more work on this day then any other. And you start planning what to eat for dinner the moment you get up. It usually is a big one, because during the week too many things are going on, and usually I make a quick meal, taking all of twenty minutes...

So Sunday's dinner is like the Big Mac of McDonald's. Instead of having just a hamburger and french fries, you splurge and have the big one.........

And since St. Patrick's Day was a weekday, and my Husband is part Irish,  he preferred to have his corned beef and cabbage today, so  I will be cooking the famous Corned Beef and Cabbage.

A simple meal, but if you don't cook the corned beef just right, you can destroy it.

This reminds me of a time, which was years ago, when my husband and I were invited to my friends' house for a corned beef dinner. We were starving and couldn't wait to sink out teeth into that delicious meat.

We sat around the table chit chatting, waiting for the corned beef to make its presence. When it appeared, my friend placed it on the center of the table. But what did I see,  and couldn't believe was a shrunken piece of meat. I looked at my husband and tried not to laugh.

My friend apologized and said she didn't know what happened.  But of course I didn't say anything. I didn't want to hurt my friends feelings, after all we didn't get together too often for dinner because of our busy lives...

And even though the corned beef was small, it should taste good, right?  Wrong.  It was so dry that I could hardly swallow it.  Again my friend apologized.   But we all had a great time and laughed a lot about the shrunken corned beef...

After we said our goodbyes, and thanked our hosts for dinner, my husband and I rushed  home and raided our refrigerator for something to eat, which wasn't much, since my shopping day was usually on Monday's

Then a year went by, and we were once again invited to my friends house for dinner, I prayed and hoped it wasn't corned beef.  It wasn't, instead it was a baby shower for me, and she served delicious Roast Beef and Potato Salad  And wouldn't you know it, that was the night my twins decided to be born.

So for me Corned Beef and Cabbage, will always remind me of being


Saturday, March 19, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/the weekend

When the weekend comes around, all too fast it disappears, and before you know it the week is here.
So I'm going to enjoy what's ahead, I'll just take it in stride, and enjoy the ride.

It might be easier said then done, But I'll sure give it one hell of a try.



Friday, March 18, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/car trouble

Don't you just hate it when you wake up and your car or truck has a flat tire. You have to wipe your eyes twice to see if it's a dream or not, and unfortunately it's real.

And that's how our day started  My husband's truck had a flat tire.

Cars and trucks.   I can't begin to tell you the problems I've had over the years.

This brings back so many memories of all my car trouble woes. But I'm not writing about them all now, maybe in spurts, don't want to re-live these experiences all at once. Even though some were funny, but others were just downright miserable and embarrassing.

But here's one example. It was on Easter Sunday, and my children were little then.  We usually took the kids to Connecticut for the day.

After we surprised the kids with their Easter baskets and a gifts, we started to get ready for our trip. Once we were all seated in the car, my husband turns on the key, and what do you think happened, the car wouldn't start. It was dead as a door nail.

Disappointed that our trip was cancelled, we made the best of the day. Of course I didn't take anything out of the freezer to eat, so I think I made macaroni and cheese that night for dinner. The kids didn't mine, but I did. I was so looking forward to not cooking on this one day.

You know how us mother's just hope for one day of reprieve from the kitchen.  Well  this was the one day, I told my husband I didn't want to cook. That I deserved a break and so Easter has become a tradition for me, I don't cook.  We go out to eat......

And that's only the beginning.. So for me my car troubles will always be. FOREVER YOUNG.

Thursday, March 17, 2011


Well nothing much happened today. It actually was very quiet. and at least the sun is shining and the temps are up.

But  I like to glide into the new season, not run smack into it... so hopefully I will enjoy the Spring months ahead without hitting a heat wave...

And for now, I will put these fingers to rest, for tomorrow is another day, and I'm sure I'll have more to say....


FOREVER YOUNG/my adult writing group

Met with my adult writing group last night.   Some have been with The Writing Force for several years, other's just a little while.

I enjoy my moments with them. They also help me in many ways. It jump starts my brain to start writing again. Working on projects I've put away.   No longer will I procrastinate.

And even if I just write for myself, I'm doing something I care about.

So today, I will take a few moments, and jot down some ideas for a story, or a script, and who knows where it will take me, but I'm looking forward to the journey ahead.

Because writing is what I love to do, so for me it will always be


Wednesday, March 16, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/my teen writers..

This year will be the last year for some of my teen writers, because they are graduating from High School and will be going off to the college..

I will miss them so much. They have been with The Writing Force since ninth grade, and now they are young adults.

 I know they will do extremely well in college.  And they will succeed at anything they set out to do, and I hope The Writing Force helped them along the way..

And for the teens that will remain with the group, who are ninth graders, I look forward to the next few years with them as well.

So for me, my teens and their gift of words and imagination, will always be

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/the princess and the pea

Spent the night at my cousins. Does anyone remember the story The Princess and the Pea.

Well it's a about a young girl, who had to sleep on a very large mattress. And underneath the mattress there was a very tiny pea, and if the young girl felt it,  she was truly a princess. At least that's how I remember the story.

Which leads me to my little adventure.  I spent the night at my cousins. When it was time for bed, I walked into the room and what did I see, a very large mattress staring at me..

The mattress was so high, that my cousin had to get me a step stool to get into bed. Now I definitely know, I'm not a princess, and I will definitely not find a pea to tell me if I am or not, but I do believe I warrant some type of title, so I'll name myself queen of the step stool, because that's what I needed to use in order to get into the bed.

My cousin and I laughed about my predicament for hours.

Now I'll know what to expect, whenever I visit my cousin's. As they say gone with the old mattress and in with the new.... and the queen will have her step stool nearby to use.

Oh did mention, once I got into bed, I did sleep like a queen.

Now I just have to get my husband, to buy me a new mattress for our bed, and I know for sure,  it will not require a step stool....I had enough ladders in life to climb, I don't need another.

So for me, this adventure will always remain, FOREVER YOUNG

Sunday, March 13, 2011


Waiting, and Waiting,  isn't that what we all do.

Waiting to go to work. Waiting to go home. Waiting for the weekend to come. Waiting to eat dinner, waiting to go out to dinner. Waiting for someone to call. Waiting to go on vacation, waiting to make an appointment, (hairdresser, doctors, dentists, on and on). And waiting once the appointment is made. Waiting to go for tests. Waiting for results, waiting, waiting, waiting.

Sometimes I wonder, what life would be like, if we didn't have to wait.

Probably wouldn't have anything to complain about, because everything would run smooth and tempers wouldn't flare up. There would be more smiles, more kindness, more togetherness in the world.

Yes if we only lived in a perfect world, there would be no waiting.

But since this isn't a perfect world, the waiting will continue, and continue and continue, because that's what makes the world go round. And that's why I think the word patience was invented, because with all the waiting you  have to do, you'll need twice as much patience to get you through.

so for me I wish all the waiting wasn't


Saturday, March 12, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/unpredictable dreams

Dreams are so unpredictable. Sometimes they take me on a ride to never never land,  full of fun and adventure, and I don't want to wake up from it, and when I do, I try to go back to sleep and re-capture what I lost, but too late, the dream disappeared forever, and now I'm left wondering what would have happened, if only I  didn't wake up at that moment.. oh well.....

And sometimes when I have a bad dream, I want to wake up, but can't because I'm being pulled deeper and deeper into the tunnel of the unknown, and then I'm trying to find my way out, but the dream won't release its grip on me.

Now that's the dream I want to wake up from.

Yes, the mystery of dreams leave many questions unanswered, but I will keep searching, because for me they will always be


FOREVER YOUNG/mom's dr, appt.

Yesterday was pretty hectic.  Had to take my mom to the Heart Specialist. She's fine, but of course  as a precaution, the doctor wants her to take some tests.

The doctor thought my mom was much younger then 87.  I know this made her day. Who doesn't want to look young.

So in two weeks, we'll be going back to take the required tests, minus one, a stress test. She's had enough stress to last a lifetime.

As we left the doctor's office, I had mixed emotions. Happy that her condition wasn't serious, but still have questions to be answered, and I won't know anything until the tests results are reviewed.

I'm so fortunate and blessed to still have my mother.  She's full of energy, and has the determination and passion to survive. And I like to think, I inherited that from her.

So even though it was a very trying and emotional day, it ended on a good note. And because you only have one mother, one time around..

And that why my mom will always be FOREVER YOUNG

Thursday, March 10, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/my westie and westie-poo

I have two dogs, Ralph and Clyde. Ralph is a Westie, and Clyde is a Westie-poo.

My husband rescued Ralph from going to the pound, and Clyde was purchased at a pet store, a pre-Christmas present to me from my kids, two years ago.

They are the most active and bossiest dogs we ever had.

For instance, Ralph knows when it's dinner time, don't know how he knows, but he does. He then fetches my husband to let him know it's time to eat. While my husband is eating, Ralph sits patiently waiting for food to drop from his plate, or mouth whichever comes first, but to be honest this doesn't happen too often. So my husband winds up given Ralph something from his plate..  This of course makes Ralph very happy.

And when Ralph is tired, he let's us know it's time for bed. He pulls at my husband's hand, practically leading him into the bedroom.  It's nite -nite for him..

Now Clyde on the other hand speaks. When he wants a treat, he actually can say WAWA. This is his word for treat. And believe me he knows it well, and takes full advantage of it.

He also demands to go out, more then twice a day, and he doesn't like to( pardon my expression) poo-poo in the yard, he has to go outside of the gate, and into the woods. I guess he's just shy...or too modest...or he just wants to smell around, in case any other animals made their way onto our property.

And when Clyde feels like playing, he will run over to get a ball and drop it in front of you, and won't leave you alone, until you pick it up and throw it.  Fetch time for him....

But as much as these two dogs keep me busy, in fact more then my children used to,  okay maybe I'm exaggerating a little, I wouldn't trade Ralph and Clyde for the world, because they make me laugh, they make me feel happy, and they are the perfect medicine for a bad day....

 Ralph and Clyde are also the best of friends.

And because they are and will always be a part of our family, Ralph and Clyde will always be

FOREVER YOUNG/it only happens in March

Almost the end of the week, and another weekend ahead. Don't have much planned except to dig out my Spring and summer clothes, hoping the cold weather is gone at last. I really don't want to be confused any longer.

My body resents when it's hot outside, and I'm dressed in winter attire, and it resents when it's cold outside and I'm dressed in spring attire.... The weather is so fickle.

You don't know from one day to the next what to wear. This only happens when March approaches, a month that teases us into believing Spring is finally here...   What's a person to do.  And they say we can't make up our minds.

It's  already been a long long winter, and I don't want to see it return for a long long time....

It's not that I don't like winter, I enjoy watching the snow fall especially at Christmas time, and seeing the beauty of the trees dressed in snowflakes and icicles....A beautiful picture this makes, but some winters just seem longer then others, and some are more harsher then others... and this winter falls into the worse category.

I say this because I lived in the Poconos for most of my young life, raised my family there, and saw enough snow and ice to last a lifetime..

So I'm really looking forward to the warmth, and seeing the trees and flowers in full bloom, and the smiles on everyone's face, because everyone can finally come out of hiding, and enjoy the beautiful weather.

And for those who like the winter, well you won't have to wait too long,  September rolls around all too quickly, and once again you'll feel  the cold and can play in the snow.

But for now, let Spring fill the air, followed by summer and the warmth of the sun.


Wednesday, March 9, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG:/blog blues gone

The blog blues are gone, for now... and I hope it doesn't come back again... so I look forward to writing on my blog, and for those who are enjoying what I say, thank you.....


It seems everyone can relate to having dreams, and for me it's an ongoing thing.  Like the other day, I dreamt of the number, 910 and had my husband play it.  He did for both mid-day and night but guess what, I didn't win, and guess again, yes, the first two numbers 91 came out but ended in an 8 instead of a 0.

How frustrating is that.  But there was a time when my dream did get the numbers right......

We were driving on a highway, I was of course behind the wheel. My mother was a front passenger. Can't remember who was in the backseat.  As I'm driving all of a sudden my mom reaches for my steering wheel and we veered off to the side and toppled over the bridge.  But we didn't go down instead we were floating in the air, and in the distant I saw headlights following.

We landed on solid ground. There was this big statue in front of us. I got out of the car and went around the statue.  All of a sudden a man comes out of the ground, dressed in long robe. He looked at me and said it 's thirty-eight minutes to show time.   That's when I woke up. What a crazy dream.

 I looked at the clock and it was 4am.  I never played a number before, to me it was senseless, but something told me to play these numbers.  At first.  I was going to play 438, but the man said 38 so instead played 380, straight and box.

That night, my husband was asleep on the couch, and I was glued to the tv set, waiting for the lottery numbers to be called. Then I heard my number 380. I had won both ways. I  jumped up and down, laughing and screaming that I won, and this of course woke up my husband.

He couldn't believe that I won, let alone the dream I had. The next day, I proudly went to the store to claim my winnings and walked out with $300.00.  Now if only I could have won the $30,000.00 I dreamt of last week, but who knows it still could happen.

Some of my dreams are strange, full of adventure, excitement, and I'm happy to say, most of my dreams don't come true, I would be too exhausted and stressed out... but I 'm  thankful this dream came out.

So whenever I dream of numbers win or loose, I will play them, because you just never know.

And if you happen to dream of a number, don't discard it, go play it, because you just might be a winner.

because for me, dreams will always be FOREVER YOUNG

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/blog-blues

I have the blog-blues. There are times when I have so much to say, and there are times when I just can't say anything. It's like wrtier's block.

A writer sits at his desk and looks at the blank page on the computer, wondering when his fingers will begin doing its job, but instead winds up staring at the keys, which seems like forever, and then only manages to come up with one or two words. Only to stop again.

The writer then realizes he has been sitting at the computer for hours, and still nothing surfaces from his brain, at least nothing that makes sense, and finally calls it a day, and shuts down the computer. Yet still he hopes an idea will hit him like a tornado, and once again can begin the writing process.

That's how I feel today.  I don't want to bore myself with something that is not worth writing about.  Therefore, maybe something will come to my mind today, or maybe not, but if it doesn't, I surely will visit my blog tomorrow, and continue on my journey, of writing things that are close to my life, and my heart.


Monday, March 7, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/mon-day blues

The morning started off a little bumpy, and I'm hoping as the day progresses, it will get much better.

Maybe that's why Mondays have a bad rap. You're just getting over the weekend, possibly from a hangover, or you're just too tired from all the work you did around the house, or maybe you had just a little too much fun, and hope Monday is another week away, but of course it isn't and now you're faced with the Mon-day blues. what to do.....

Well you can drink lots of coffee to get your adrenaline going, or you can  read  a newspaper, that will surely wake up your brain, Or start your day with an action movie, that surely will get you hyped up for the morning rush as your driving to work, and for some who are taking a bus or train, just use your imagination, that always works..

So whatever you decide to do, and whatever day it turns out to be, somehow you'll manage to get through it, and then the Mon-day blues will be a distant memory, that is, until the next Monday arrives.

Therefore for me, The Monday Blues will always be FOREVER YOUNG

Sunday, March 6, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/our visit with Muhammad Ali.

My husband is sitting at 10:29 am watching the boxing match on HBO, which is not a live version, since he missed it.....but boxing is one of his favorite sports..

This takes me back to a time, when my husband and I went to Ice World, in Totowa, N.J.  were I believe four of our  American boxers had just come back from the Olympics.  This was one of two times I actually watched a boxing match at Ice World.

It was an exciting and memorable time for both of us, even though boxing is not one of my favorite sports, because I don't like to see men beat up on each other, I guess that's the mother in me, but still, I wouldn't have passed up the opportunity of being there.

And that brings up another boxing moment in my life. We lived in the Poconos, and had the opportunity of visiting the training camp of Muhammad Ali.

My daughter was about five months old,  and my sons were four years old, when they sat on Mr. Ali's lap.  It was a great moment in time.  Mr. Ali, was the most gentle and kindness man I ever met.  He always had a smile on his face, and told a joke or two.. making us all feel right at home.

But there was another time when we visited Mr. Ali's camp.  He was preparing to make his comeback, and take the title of "World Heavyweight Champion" away from Larry Holmes. That fight took place on October 3rd, 1980.

I almost didn't recognize Mr. Ali, because he had lost so much weight. and when he came out to greet the audience, he wasn't at his best.  I knew there was something wrong with him, he just didn't look good.

But  after he realized how he behaved, Mr Ali immediately apologized to all of us, for his abruptness.  He truly is one of the greats, and to admit he wasn't at his best took a lot of courage.....and for that I will always respect him.

But unfortunately, he lost the fight that year...and as you know he was later diagnosed with Parkinson's disease.

Yes there were many other boxers that trained in the Poconos, I didn't get to meet many, but my husband and sons did. For ex. Roberto Duran. and Joe Frazier two other great boxers of their  time.

So for me, Mr. Ali  and all the other great boxers, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

Saturday, March 5, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/spring craziness

Spring is in the air.  And Spring brings out the best in everyone, but it also brings out the craziness...

And I like the craziness, when everyone's shopping for summer clothes, and hoping they can still fit in their favorite bathing suit, and wondering if they'll go on vacation by train, plane or car, or maybe by horse, one never knows.. Yes the mind is spinning, and the wheels are turning, and with it anticipation and excitement. What better way to start the season.

Because Spring brings a lightness in the air. It makes you feel happy, and what better feeling can there be, so for me Spring craziness will always be


Friday, March 4, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/wouldn't it be a great life if?

Wonder what it would be like, if I didn't have to pay bills.

Maybe there should be a cut off time, like when you reach the age of 55, and someone says, "You no longer have to pay a bill, because you've earned the right to live in this world free of charge."

Wow, what a great thought...

So when I go to sleep at night, and by chance have a dream, at least that's free right?  Or is it?

I mean sometimes I'll have a bad dream, and wake up feeling miserable and angry, and now my whole day is ruined because  I'm in a bad mood, and have to pretend everything is alright, when it's not.

Or when I have a fantastic dream, like vacationing on a cruise ship to nowhere, and then wake up happy, and all smiles, only to realize I'm still in bed, and that my dream played a cruel and vicious joke on me.

And then sometimes I'll have a strange or weird dream, and ask myself, what did you eat last night? I better not eat that again, it didn't sit too well in my stomach, at least that's how I'll analyze it, because what else could it be..

Oh yes wouldn't it be a great life, if only you could live, and dream freely, without paying a price..


Thursday, March 3, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/caruso and lanza

This morning I woke up to Mario Lanza on tv..and for those who don't know about him, he was a famous opera singer, (tenor)so you can imagine how the power of his voice woke me up.

He was playing Enrico Caruso, another famous opera singer (tenor) starting his career in 1895 and died at the young age of 48, from some type of infection.

Mario Lanza started his career in the 1940's. He also died young 38, from a heart attack.

Both of these men died ten years apart in age, and both gave the gift of their voices to the world.

There was a man Nick Petrella, who owned the local record store on Snyder Ave. in Philadelphia. He knew all the great recording artists, but  he was close friends with the Lanza family, and dedicated the back of his store with Mario Lanza Memorabilia... It was his own personal tribute to this great opera singer.

As kids my cousin, sister and I would visit Nick many times, and we would tour the little museum he made. We were in awe of Mario Lanza, what a handsome man he was. I never met him, but felt like I knew him, from the stories Nick told us....

Now I really don't understand opera, but when I listen to the music, it takes me into another world, another time, what a great place to be, if only for a little while.

And that's why I admire these two great opera singers.

so for me Lanza and Caruso will always be FOREVER YOUNG

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/food shopping with mom

I'm so glad yesterday is over, It wasn't one of my best... For instance taking my mom shopping,

Everything was going fine until she got to the cash register. When it was time to pay, she forgets her pin number and the people in line are trying to be patient. This goes on for at least five minutes, because every number she puts in, is wrong.  So mom had to use her debit card as credit. Once that was done,  it was like someone waved a magic wand, and she remembers her pin number, but too late. No cash back for mom,..

Now I've had moments like this, those senior moments when I forget something, and my mind goes blank. And then I can kick myself afterwards, for not remembering something so simple..

Then again, my brain is sometimes full to the brim, and then say to myself,  "I'm allowed to take a day or two off from remembering everything."

So with a cup of coffee in hand, I drink to my brain, and hope nothing spills over the top, for I can only  handle so much, but if it happens to spill over, then hopefully someone will be there to clean up the mess.

So for this day will be FOREVER YOUNG

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG-dreams cont.

Why do we dream. Why is it that dreams seem to be part of our everyday life.  I dream all the time, and like I said in my last blog, they become a part of my every day living.  Some dreams I just don't want to wake up from they are so peaceful and sometimes more exciting then my real life. And others, I just can't wait to see the light of day...

The other night, I had another dream.  My uncle passed away many many years ago, and it's not that I don't miss him, but I haven't thought about him in some time, because like anything else life gets in the way. But for some reason I dreamt of him.

I was at my aunt's house, and he was there.  I had a a baby in my arms and he got up, his right arm didn't move so well, and I helped place the baby in his arms.  He talked to me, although I don't know what he said, but he was so happy.

Well I'm very close to my cousin, and this is her father.  Her daughter recently had a baby girl, and the only logic I can get from this dream, is that my uncle got the chance to hold his great granddaughter.

With my mom, there is always some kind of superstition when you dream of babies, and not good mind you, but when I told my cousin about this dream she was thrilled. Her father saw his granddaughters  baby, and for me this turned my whole way of thinking around.

I didn't have those negative feelings that usually come with some superstitions.  Imagine, at my age, I'm turning the clock around.  I did mention I will try to change something in my life hopefully once a day, well this is one of those changes....let's keep them coming....

So for me dreams are FOREVER YOUNG