FOREVER YOUNG/ mom's greatest gift of all

The last few weeks I've been gathering all my mom's insurance policies, and sending out the necessary forms, and finally the last one was sent out.

My mom had everything in order.  

And this the greatest gift of all... she made it so much easier for me, to take care of her last requests.. She was always organized and detailed.... for I'm the same way, and when my time comes, I will do exactly as she did, so my children won't have to do a thing, because it will already be written down.

Now I will take myself away from this blog, and maybe in a few days or weeks, I'll write something great.... and there is a poem I want to share with you, maybe tomorrow or the next day... It was written about my mom and I think all who read my blog will relate to it, regardless if you are a man or woman, it fits everyone, or at least I hope it does.... then maybe I could be wrong, but I hope you'll like it anyway.

until next time FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/ my dreams and my reality

They say time heals all wounds, and I know this to be true to some point. Because in life, there are many things that happen which will bring up memories, some good, and some bad.

So it's with this, my memories this morning are mixed.  I dreamt of my mom, and she didn't look well, yet she did, if this makes sense.  She was smoking, which she shouldn't be, and had quit the last six months of her life, not because she wanted to, but because her body didn't want it any longer.

She also smelled my glass of wine, but didn't drink from the glass... the meaning I don't know.

It was a strange dream, and it woke me up. But there are many nights  I wake up around 3:30am sometimes from a dream, sometimes not,  and then I can't go back to sleep, and when I do, dreams just come to me....

I do dream a lot,  and I do remember most of them, or at least the last half of them,and therefore, and maybe one day I will write a book based on my dreams, ... that I can only tell...  I guess I have such a vivid mind, and the brain waves just don't end when I close my eyes.,

I also have the funniest things happen to me, in my dreams.   Good thing many of my dreams, don't happen to me in real life, or you would think that I was some kind of crazy person.. which I can assure you, I'm not.

But I have to say, I like dreaming and maybe I'm the lucky one, and can live through them, going on those many journeys, because in real life, I 'm such a realist and don't know how to use my imagination, and as a writer, that's not good.

We all need to have fantasies. I believe it helps us cope with everyday life.  It gets us through the tough times. I just need to do  more of this and then maybe the greatest story will emerge, and finally I would have accomplished what I set out to do, and leave behind my legacy, like many authors before me. For ex.. John Steinbeck just to name one... but of course there are so many more...

Okay that's enough of me babbling about my dreams and my reality, but I hope they will always be

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/stories,memories

Okay,  I've decided to put myself in gear, and get ready to fight the fight of writing once again. I don't know what it will be, but I assure you, they will be  good stories/memories, well maybe not.lol..

Like the time when I was six years old, and my mother turned me upside down,  in the middle of the block, while walking home, because I accidently ate a penny that lodged in my throat. And of course I was choking.  She saved my life. that's what mother's do.... protecting their child...

And of course after this terrible episode, and years and years after, I cannot swallow a single pill.  Well that's not exactly true, I can take an aspirin etc..as long as it's very tiny.... but that's about all.  I only have to look at a pill, and my throat begins to tighten up, restricting me from swallowing it.

So needless to say, I either have to crush the pills, or take liquid.. ugh.... but that's the way it is..

Yes there are many stories/memories to tell. Many good ones, many bad ones, and I'm sure all of you can relate to that. And I'm also sure many of you have stories/memories to tell as well. Probably they would make for one hell of a good book.  Don't you think?  After all we all have one great book inside of us, just have to write it.... right??

Therefore,  if you don't mind, every now and then, I will share some stories/memories with you.. it helps me to know that even though my mom is gone, she's still  in my heart .... and will of course never be forgotten....   She was a funny person, always making me laugh, and yes always making me crazy at the same time, and making me want to holler and fight, but that just fed our relationship, a close one at that....

Others who watched us, wouldn't believe that, but they didn't know us... and will never know how we truly loved one another... Just goes to show you, you can't judge a book by its cover.... it's an old saying, but true...

So now I leave you, and just remember that memories of a loved one, will always be,  FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/just rambling on... and on, and on.

It's been a trying week for me... Gathering all the things that need to be done.. finalizing my mother's wishes and making sure all is in place and tied up nicely..

I often wish, when I write my blog, that  I can come up with something witty on spontaneous, but unfortunately, that doesn't happen too often, for the mere fact that my mind is always thinking of the logistics and reality of a situation.. the make believe world doesn't exist for me, I wish it did.   I would love to fantasize. It would be great to live in a dream world, and walking in a dreamlike state of mind.

But it is not to be, because as I said before, I am a realist and live in the real world.

Although as a writer, I do need to go outside of the box, and explore other possibilities. I need my mind to open up the channels, and conjure up characters, making them come alive so I can tell their story...

I patiently await for this to happen, but for now, I need to hide from myself. My grief for my mom, too deep, too strong to ignore, yet I need to keep moving on.

Mom wouldn't want it any other way.  She believed in me and therefore, I must believe in myself.  Even though I'm older, there is still time for me to accomplish what I need, or have to too. A fulfillment within myself that needs to be quenched...

So forgive this rambling on, and maybe I'll ramble on some more.  It seems to suit me for the moment, and who know what can come of it, maybe a great story or two... therefore

Rambling on will always be FOREVERYOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my mom's strength lives on

As my blog followers know, I've written some stories about my mom, and wanted to let you know, that she passed away a few days ago.

My mom fought many battles and struggled all in her life to survive. Working many jobs to support myself and my brother and sister.   She could have given up many times, but didn't. She could have felt sorry for herself, but didn't. she just kept plugging away, doing the best she could under any given circumstances, regardless of the many obstacles that stood in her way. Because she always hoped for the best outcome....  

I was one of the fortunate ones, to see my mom live to the age of 88.  Not many have that opportunity, So I was truly blessed. I never knew my grandparents.... but my kids knew mom... what a gift I was given that she  lived so long to see my children grow up, as well as my brothers and sisters children.  She will be missed... so I celebrate my mom's life, that's how she would have wanted it.

Mom would say, stop crying, it gets me upset, so I will try not to, but as you all know, that can be an impossible request..... but as time moves forward, I know it will become less painful, and I will have the memories, which  are deeply embedded in my heart..

So mom, you will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/coffee, a dog treat and the missing toast

This morning my husband was up early, made coffee, and took the dogs out. A chore that I usually do every morning. So I stayed in bed a little longer, enjoying the reprieve I was given... not to mention trying to recapture the dreams, that I had last night, or was it early this morning, since I woke up about three or four times during the course of the night..  which makes for another blog altogether, because dreaming is what I do best..

So getting back to my story.... I was just about to close my eyes again, when suddenly the door opened and my dog Clyde jumps up on the bed. And of course following behind him, was my other dog Ralph, whom my husband had to lift up onto the bed, because he was too fat to jump.

My dogs were licking my face, making it impossible for me to go back to sleep, So I played with them for a little while, and that's when my husband brought me a cup of coffee. He sat it down on the bureau next to me, and at the same time handed me something to eat, only to realize it wasn't for me, it was  a dog treat, for the dogs.  Now who was confused..that my husband would actually mistake me for one of our dogs.  Was he dreaming, or um hoping.  So we laughed about it for a few minutes...  And that's when he told me what happened yesterday.

He had taken the margarine out of the refrigerator and placed it on the counter. He then put a couple of slices of bread in the toaster.

When the toast was finished, he buttered it. But when he went to get his toast, it wasn't there, only the margarine was still sitting on the counter. And yes he sometimes misplaces his coffee cup as well.. but that makes for another story.

So now he's looking all over for his toast, baffled about what happened.. so he went back into the kitchen, and noticed the margarine was still sitting on the counter. He opened the refrigerator to put the margarine on the shelf, only to discover that's where his toast was sitting all the time. Now who was the one dreaming...lol.

And that story for me will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/words can be powerful

The power of words.  Words can drastically change someone's life, for the good or the bad.

Everyday, someone's life is affected by words.

So how do you feel about words...

This is how I feel.

Words can build character. They give you strength, and challenge you. They can make you feel undefeated and powerful.  Words can make you happy and excited, given you that warm feeling inside. Words can make you feel whole.

But words can also make you feel weak and miserable. They can alienate you from others. making you feel lonely and sad. Words can destroy your dignity. They can make you feel rejected and non-existent.

Yes words can be powerful, because good or bad ones, can and will influence your life.

for ex...Newspapers,  Television,  Films.  Schools, Churches, and  Government ..  These industries, and their words affect mine, and your life, because they influence our decisions and opinions.

And on a personal level, Husbands, and Wives. Boyfriends and Girlfriends. Friends and Family.
Their words also affect mine, and your life, and have influence on our decisions and opinions.  but most importantly they have influence over our heart..

Yes words are powerful, and  have a way of making or breaking a person.

Therefore for me, words will always be influential, and  FOREVER YOUNG



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FOREVER YOUNG/fighting with the generic scotch tape

Okay, I don't know if this has ever happened to you, but this morning I had a fight with my generic scotch tape....

So here's the story... I went to the post office to mail my husband's registration fee for his truck. After I bought the stamp, I couldn't remember if he signed the card or not, so yes you guessed it,.. I carefully opened the envelope, and long and behold, it was signed. But then of course, I couldn't seal the envelope again, and the Post Office no longer gave you tape,  they used to, but not now...now you have to buy it from them.

And since I had to go to the store anyway, to buy some items, I would buy it there..

Only after I made my purchases and was already sitting in my car, I forgot to buy the tape.  So I went back to the store, purchased the tape and made my way back to the post office.

Now I'm sitting in my car, and opening the tape, but when I tried to break it from it's holder, it wouldn't budge. I tried everything, pulling it, twisting it,  and just short of biting it off, because my teeth might break in the process... and who needs a dentist bill. right

And that's when I noticed like many tape holders should have, but this one didn't have, was a rough rigid edge that breaks the tape. I had bought a defective tape. Go figure that one, it could only happen to me.

And I wasn't about to drive back to the store and return it, not for a $1 39... the gas alone, would cost more. So I kept struggling with the tape, until suddenly a lightbulb went off in my brain. I remembered putting a scissor in my handbag last week, to cut paper for a birthday present.

Searching through my handbag, hoping it was still there, I found it buried underneath all of my makeup, I was now able to detach the tape from it's holder.

This little unscheduled episode,  took at least ten minutes. I could have been home, and having another cup of coffee by then, or maybe eating lunch... lol.

So yes, The generic scotch tape episode, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/writers have a difficult job, but..

I'm having serious writer's block.. now I wonder,  is it because my ideas are just disappearing from my mind.....  this too shall pass... lol.

So here is my theory.

Writer's have a difficult job. They need to be creative. They have to come up with original ideas, or take an old idea and reconstruct it, to make it feel new. They also have to make their readers happy, and make sure they want to keep reading their stories.

But that's the beauty of being a writer.. They can use their imagination, make up places and characters.  Or use real characters and circumstances, and write  about them in a creative non-fiction way.

Writer's  can take the reader on a journey, long or short. They make it possible for the reader to travel, to feel, to fantasize, through the written word.  What a great reward for the writer.

And without writer's,  there wouldn't be stories,  films,  or plays.. there wouldn't be journalist,  reporters, or documentaries. And even advertisers need writers to promote their products.

And let's not forget the editor, who the writer depends on, and vice versa for publication.

Writer's are artist.  They are full of creativity, and want to keep on writing for as long as they can, no matter how old they are.

So I'm proud to call myself a writer, but in the same content, it can be a very difficult job, but I don't mine.

Because I love the arts. I love the written word. But most of all I love the freedom to express myself, and to be able to put my words on paper, knowing that I've created something worthwhile to be proud of.

And therefore, writing will always be my passion, not necessarily my bread and butter, but one can only hope that one day it will be, after all I'm only human, right?

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FOREVER YOUNG-Lump Lard and Pee Bucket

Well you might be wondering why I chose these two words.  Well people have nicknames like my husband for instance, his real name is Arthur, but from the time he was born, he was called Skip. And my name is Margaret, but my friends call me Margo, So a while back I decided to nickname my dogs, Ralph and Clyde.

Ralph I named lump lard because all he does is eat.  That's right. Whenever it's time for dinner he runs and gets my husband to let him know it's time to eat. I mean he gets so excited that he actually gets some exercise by running back and forth, or pulling at my husbands hand to lead him to the table, and if my husband is downstairs in the basement, he runs down the stairs and barks at him. He can be pretty bossy.  when he wants to eat his food....

Now for Clyde.... His nickname is pee bucket because no matter how many times I let him out, he has to pee on everything, and I mean everything. There isn't one tree, branch and grass left dry. I guess he has to let everyone know this is his property, and  he's the boss, so you better watch out, or else..  I never knew a dog could have so much pee in him. And one day, I just started calling him pee bucket, of course he doesn't answer to that, but I know he knows, that's his nickname and he's stuck with it...

So  my dog Ralph, lump lard, and Clyde, pee bucket will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my mom, the miracle...

Thought you would like to know, my mom is in remission from leukemia, great news, but she still has a heart problem, but we take one day at a time, after all she is 88 years old, but sometimes she has more energy then me... go figure.  St. Anthony is the saint of miracles, and for those who believe in saints, then he's the one to ask for help ... he carries his message to God and he listens... he heard my pleas.. and prayers...

I will never force my beliefs on anyone, because everyone has their own way of believing, but I just had to share this with you... thank you for reading and caring..

I hope you tune in for more happier moments... The comedian inside of me,is just waiting to appear again. Well not a professional one, but I will at least try to make you laugh... tears too many of them unless you cry in happiness...

so for now, I'll just say goodbye, until tomorrow or the next day, that is, so stay

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FOREVER YOUNG, I'M BACK FOR NOW

Hello everyone... so sorry it's been a while since I've written on my blog, but my mom has been very sick and I've been spending all my time with her. ... she is not out of the woods, but she is doing much better then before...

now to catch up with my life.   Well I entered a play competition which only required 10 pages, so it's only a 10-15 minute play that can be done at a festival etc. The end result, I was a finalist. Okay I didn't win the contest, but for someone who never wrote a play before I certainly came up on top.

Did I mentioned that I performed in some plays.. yes indeed, and one of them was "HOME FREE". I played the lead actress. It was a comedy by Fred Carmichael.

I got great reviews from one paper, and not so great from another, because on the night the other reporter attended the show, my leading man forgot two pages of dialogue, and naturally because I was the new kid on the block, the director blamed me.... but my leading man came to the rescue and admitted it was his fault and not mine, which made all the difference in the world.

Other then that, I haven't done much, but will hopefully once things settled down a bit, I will start promoting my tv pilot again.... someone has got to take the bite..lol.... well that's it for now... take care all my loyal readers, and for all my new readers, hope you enjoy reading my blog.... you never know what I'm going to write about next. Even I don't know..lol.

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FOREVER YOUNG/my mom

The days are filled with taking my mom back and forth to the doctors.  Times are tough right now, and somehow we'll get through them. We are taking one day at a time, that's all we can do.....

Being strong,  and having faith will see us through.

So for me that will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the writing force seminar update

The Writing Force seminar/event  is just around the corner, only one more day and it will finally be here...and it should be lots of fun.

All my writers, teens and adults will be reading their poetry, short stories and excerpts from their perspective novels. and novels that have been completed and self-published as well.

And some members will be displaying  their artwork....

If you want to check out our website go to www.thewritingforce.com

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FOREVER YOUNG

Today is another trip to the doctors with my mom, and I know it will be a good one.... She is doing fantastic and I couldn't ask for anything more.  We take one day at a time, and just keep plugging away. As I said before, my mom is a strong Italian woman, and doesn't give up easy. She worked hard all her life, and struggled to survive, and this is just another step along the way...

So with that, I will leave you today, and hope everyone has a great day.

By the way, I was a finalist in the play competition "The Artists"  It was called Van Gogh's Dilemma and maybe I will now enter it into a ten or fifteen minute festival competition...  One never knows, right?  Like my mom, I never give up either..

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FOREVER YOUNG/miracles do happen

Yes I know, I've stepped away from my blog for a few days... Just to fill you in.  My mother is doing great, and if you believe in miracles and St. Anthony the saint of miracles, who brings your request to the Lord Jesus, then he has answered my prayers.

So with that, I just want to wish everyone a Happy Easter, and Passover and may your dreams and wishes and prayers come true...

Have a great Sat. and a wonderful Sunday, and enjoy every moment with your family and friends.


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FOREVER YOUNG/just keeping it short today

Good news, so far my mom is doing great.  Didn't think this way a couple of months ago, but she's a strong-willed woman, and I'm glad I take after her..lol.. well I do.

So given that, there isn't much to say today, and I know it's been a few days since I've written in my blog, but I won't let you down, and I will start next week for sure, but need another week to get my head and my fingers in gear to type away.

After all, I don't want to bore myself or you... so it must be something worth writing about, don't you agree.. and if I bring a little light in your life, I'm happy to oblige... as you bring a little light into my life as well, and because of that, I'll keep writing my blog.

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FOREVER YOUNG/my beliefs, and I will never preach....

Well I just had tell you,  that my mom received a good report from the doctor the other day. And if you believe in Saints, then please believe in St. Anthony, the saint of miracles, because I truly feel he carried my prayers to the Lord Jesus...

Yes my mother has a life threatening illness, and she is 88 years old, but age has nothing to do with a human being's life.... young or old, one should never give up hope and prayer.

And just to let you know, I will not use my blog to preach, because I believe everyone has their own way of believing, and way of living and how they conduct their own faith,  but I just had to tell you how I felt and what I believed helped me.. And of course how happy I am, at this moment.


So have a great day, and please always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the beauticians

Had a very bad morning.... went to take my mom to the beauty salon to get her hair washed and cut because I knew this would truly make her feel better. Of course she had to use her walker, and face mask so she didn't pick up any germs. It was the first time she's been out in public to do something for herself, besides going to the doctors,  and food shopping, which can be stressful in itself.  

But when we walked into the salon, in the mall, there was only one beautician, and two people, one woman, who was almost finished, and a young man, waiting for a haircut.

It was then the beautician asked if she could help us, and I said, "I would like to get a wash and haircut for my mom. She told me there would be a wait, and I said that's okay we'll wait.

And then  I asked if she was the only one, and she said yes, and then asked her where the owner was, and again she responded by saying she wouldn't be in today.  And that's when she said, she was already stressed out.

So when I said again, that we would wait, the beautician seemed to get annoyed, and kept insisting she didn't know how long we would have to wait.  But  I said, we drove a long way to get here, and I couldn't have my mother walk around the mall in her condition..  And in return, this beautician showed absolutely no empathy or compassion whatsoever.    She just didn't want to accept the fact, that we didn't mine waiting.

She kept saying  it could be sometime, before she could take my mom.  And that's when I got annoyed and shouted "are you refusing my mother to get a haircut and wash, and of course she denied this, but again repeated that it would be a while, and I in turn said that's okay, I'll wait, and then said to her, that she only has two people, but of course she responded quickly, by saying she had another appt. coming in,

I in turn said again, that we would wait, which seemed to really upset her now, and again asked if she was refusing to take care of my mom,  and she sarcastically responded, if you want to wait then fine, but again started making excuses.   Maybe she just didn't want to cut  and wash my mom's hair because of her disability..

It was then the beautician, went back to taking care of the other woman,   ignoring us, and that's when  I suggested to my mom, to go to another salon, where they also take walk-ins. But my mom decided to  asked the beautician one last time, " how long will it be"?

The beautician completely ignored her, and now I was annoyed, and shouted, excuse me, but my mom is asking you a question.  that's when she lashed back at me, and said she wasn't paying attention to her, but to me, and threatened to call security, if I didn't leave the premises, and I said, I will call the owner, and with that, I left.

Now if my mom wasn't in the shape she was, I would have stayed and waited for the security officer or call one myself, so I could tell him, this beautician wouldn't let us wait, and kept making excuses for us not to wait and that's how this confrontation began.....

And after all, she asked me, if she could help us.  And it is a business, in a mall, where people on a whim, go and get their hair cut etc....

So you see the day started out badly, but in the end, I took my mom to another salon, where we were treated nicely, and my mom was taken immediately.

The beautician did a beautiful job on her hair.  And mom never looked better,   And that made me feel much better.

And therefore, I've learned my lesson for the day.  If someone doesn't want to take care of you, it's their lost, not mine... I can't prove it was discrimination, or not, but this beautician ought to think twice about the field she's in, because even though she was stressed out, and I completely understand that, she shouldn't  have reacted in the manner she did, very unprofessional.  And because of that she's lost business for herself, and for the salon.


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FOREVER YOUNG/just chit-chat...and rambling on

Finally broke down, and bought another cell phone, not one on contract, don't ever want that. But I did get a card with unlimited calling and texting, so I don't have to be concern about the minutes. At least it's better then paying 80.00 a month for a certain amount of minutes, don't you agree?

It's been another hectic week going to doctors with my mom, but I' m very fortunate to have her still with us.... she's such a feisty woman, that I believe nothing can stop her... for 88 years young, she is a walking miracle, and who says there aren't miracles in this world.  If we all look close enough, I believe there is one everyday.. And I'm saying this for my own benefit, because as a human,  I have my doubts as well, and always forget to look right in front of me, or to  leave destiny in the hands of a higher power.. Faith and belief... two beautiful words... I surely need to abide by these words...

And  to all my loyal followers, and for those who just read my blog now and then, I thank you for tuning in. I really do appreciate it. And I will continue to share my adventures, thoughts etc, and will try to choose one artist a month to talk about , and hope that you will find interest.

And on a personal note, as I've said so many times before, you're never too old to dream,. It's making those dreams realistic, now that's the trial and tribulations of life, don't you agree?   So I will never procrastinate, um, well I cannot tell a lie, I do sometimes, but not for long, because I give myself a good scolding, and then begin the process of doing what I love the most, and that is to write.... and therefore I am determine to make this dream come alive, even if it's for myself.

Because if I write for myself, that's okay, because I'm the most important person, and have to please my own appetite and passion for what I love to do, isn't this true of anything you want or do in life..

If you make yourself happy, then you can make others happy.. but if your unhappy, and try to make others happy, then you become a miserable person... now I just have to take my own advice when it comes to this, because it seems all my life, I've tried to make others happy, and completely ignore my own needs.... So it only took um, not giving away my age, a very long time to begin this transaction,..

This doesn't mean I  still don't want to make others happy, it just means I have to give some happiness to myself,  and not go overboard with the other... like I'm sure many of us tend to do.


So my chit chat and rambling on will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my mom, and my beliefs.

My life is consumed by running back and forth to doctors with my mom.  I will do everything possible to help her through this trying time, with an illness that I know will not disappear, but hopefully will be able to live with for quite sometime.

And with God's help, along with St. Anthony, the patron saint of miracles, will help me to help her, get through this ordeal.

As a human I want to control destiny, but in reality it's God who controls our destiny, but I know we have to help ourselves, if we want God to help us as well. These are my beliefs, and I will never force them upon anyone, because everyone has their own way of believing, and their own life of handling their situation.

So for now, there isn't much more for me to say this morning. I'm really tired, and hope to gain my strength as the day goes on, for tomorrow is another day, when we begin our journey once again.

My mom will always be for me FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG/the cell phone saga

Yes, I've skipped a few days.. But if you knew the week I had, you would have too.

I never, never bring a coffee cup without a lid, into my car, usually it's a WAWA coffee, and always has a lid....but I had to leave early the other morning, to take my mom to the doctors, and no time to stop at the store, so I grabbed a cup of coffee, with no lid and took off.

Well needless to say, while  I was stopped at a red light, I called my mom, and of course my phone is programed to  filter through my radio, so I don't have to hold the phone, and who needs a ticket, right?.

But still I had to hang up the phone, and blindly put  the phone in the coffee holder next to me, only I forgot my coffee cup had no lid,  and you guessed it, I dunked my phone into the coffee cup. I've heard of dunking donuts in coffee, but a cell phone.....

Now I have a phone, with no screen, lost my contacts, and I never bother to memorize the phone numbers. .. Well, that's not all true, I can remember mine, of course, and my mom's. my husband and my daughter's, but my sons, no. They have changed their phone numbers quite a few times, and I never caught up with all the changes... so you see, this is a good excuse not to have memorized their numbers. And of course, I can't remember my friends, well you get the picture..

And since I never set up my voice mail, I never know who calls me. So now I have to guess who must have  called me, and I'm really not good at guessing games...

So next week, I have to buy another phone, and re-start the process all over again.  I just hope to keep the same phone number, because if I don't, that will be another issue to deal with..

Oh, did I mention I have no ground phone, so the cell phone is all I have...... my life, no problem, right??  lol..

So you see, for me the cell phone saga, will never be FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG/did you ever have one of those days?

Did you ever have one of those days when things just keep happening to you... Well on this particular day, yesterday to be exact, I took my mom to the doctors. Now I never take a cup of coffee with me, especially when I do, I try to make sure I have a lid to put on top of it, but of course I didn't.

I was running a little late, because for some reason traffic seemed to be unbelievable, which I couldn't  understand since it wasn't Monday, but Tuesday, when traffic usually dies down somewhat. So I phoned to tell her I would be late. Now I do NOT hold the phone in my hand because it's programed into my radio, so whenever I make a call, it filters through that. But I have to disconnect it, so that entails picking up the phone to do that.

Now after I informed my mom, I would be a little late, of course it was time to disconnect the phone, so after doing that,  I went to put my phone down, when I felt liquid touch my hand. To say the least, I had dunk my phone into the coffee. Don't you usually dunk donuts into coffee. I wonder what a phone would taste like, with coffee.... only kidding.

So  now I have a blank screen, and lost everything.  And I'm still waiting for my phone to dry, but at least my phone still works, for how long I don't know.  Maybe it's better not to see anything... nah, need to see my icons, very important part of my life, I'm sure you'll agree..

Once I laughed about this predicament,  well I really didn't laugh, I picked my mother up and took her to the doctors, which should have be an hour,. While she was there, I had to go to the store and get some things for her, then get gas for my car, and then drove back to the doctors, but mom was not finished with her treatment, so I had to wait another twenty minutes, anticipating that I will never get back home in time, to take my niece and her boyfriend to the airport to catch their flight home.

I'm out of breath just writing this.. ..

When finally my mom was finished, I drove her home and then went home. My husband was rearing to go, as well as my niece and her boyfriend.  After we dropped them off at the airport, and we said our goodbyes, our intentions was to go straight home. But since my cousin's didn't live too far from where we were, we decided to pop in and see them.  Another hour went by.

Thinking we were going straight home, my husband told me he needed to pick up a key for a job he was doing tomorrow,  which was another ten minutes away,  and then I sat in the car for another ten minutes waiting, and finally we were on our way home.

And that's when I plopped myself down on the couch.. oh no, that's not what I did, I had to get dinner started, because I had a writing group meeting with my teens that night, so I cooked dinner, and then plopped myself down on the couch, Oh Yes I Did, but only for ten minutes before it was time to get up and go...

So you see if anyone was happy to see this day end, I was.  Ten minutes must be the magical number, it seems everything took about ten minutes except for for one, that took twenty minutes.... lol...  Well not really, some things actually took an hour.....lol.    Now you see why I need a vacation......

So for me, I never want this day ever to be, FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/me and Van Gogh

Van Gogh, what a very interesting young man. I met him through all the letters he wrote to his brother Theo, and got to know his personal side and emotions, particularly how he felt about the women in his life.

He was a tortured soul, especially when in love for the first time, and his love not returned, This unfortunately happened to me, when I too was very young..... live and learn, right?

When it comes to an artist's life, my obsession, is knowing the person behind the creativity. I try get to the heart of their craft, so I can understand who they really are, and what happened to them, along the way to self-discovery.

This helps me with my own creativity, because I believe,we all have some hidden agenda that still needs to be addressed, and I hope to fulfill mine soon... because when I write, whether it's for myself or for someone else, or submit my work for some competition or to a publishing company,  I'm able to express my thoughts and ideas, and make them come alive,  facing up to my own fears and frustrations, or my own happiness and satisfaction. Knowing that  I've accomplished the one thing in life, that no one can take away from me, and that is an expression of myself, and who I really am.

And I believe, Van Gogh was this person....he expressed his feelings through his art, and gave the greatest gift of all, himself. What better gift to receive from someone so talented, but left this earth all too soon, to see his work become successful.

So for me, Van Gogh, you will always be FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG

It's been a pretty rough month for me. My mom got ill, and it was touch and go for a while and Thank God she is doing much better.  A strong Italian/stubborn woman, that's what she is... and Thank goodness for that...I believe that's what keeps her going, like the rabbit with a battery that won't quit.lol...did you like that analogy.


And in between that, my niece and her boyfriend arrived from Washington State, and their staying with me all this week.  Haven't see her for three years.

 I also managed to enter two competitions. And entered my dogs into a card competition as well. Now it's on to sending my script out this week. It's been almost three years since I've won in the quarterfinalist competition, and trying to get someone interested in it... but hopefully someone will see the potential and want to produce it..

Then I'll be working on our seminar for April, with the kids and adults in my writing group.. busy busy busy, that's what I am... but today all I did was sit and relax and ate, and now I'm going to take a little nap, then get up and who knows what..lol..

have a great Saturday, and stay always FOREVER YOUNG

FORVER YOUNG/rye bread and chicken

Okay this is not about eating rye bread or chicken, it's about going to the grocery store and buying rye bread and chicken.

First let's start with the RYE BREAD.  I went to the  bakery department, and looked for marble rye bread. BUT  I didn't realize it was from another store, until I approached a girl from the bakery, and asked if they had this particular marble rye bread. That's when I admitted my error.

But I guess this girl,  felt the need to give me a lesson on marble rye bread, since she's the one who does all the ordering.

Any other time, I might have been more patient,  but since I spent hours at the hospital with my mom,. I really didn't need this, and I already had picked out another rye bread, which I was holding in my hand.

But still this girl insisted on telling me there is no difference between marble rye bread, and jewish rye marble rye bread, etc..etc.. But I didn't like the latter, because it was too hard. Nothing against the Jewish rye bread.... it was a matter of preference, which I tried to explain to this girl, and again she tried to give me her expert opinion..

Now my patience finally at its limit, so I proceeded to tell her, "I've shopped at this grocery store for sixteen years, and I've never had a dispute over something so ridiculous as RYE BREAD"....

She of course apologized for getting me so upset, but that wasn't until I told her, my mom was in the hospital. And that I was already upset, and didn't need this aggravation over rye bread.

I guess if it had been under different circumstances, I would have been more tolerant of this LIFE'S LESSON, and probably would have laughed  at the whole situation.

But on that day, all I wanted to do was SCREAM and shout, and then RUN away from her, and her analogy on RYE BREAD,

Now on to the CHICKEN.  Since I was too tired to cook, I bought two roasted cooked chickens and of course some sides of potato salad, and cole slaw and of course the RYE BREAD.

And then I walked up front, and placed my items on a counter, with no light or person at the register. I assumed it was safe to go back and grab the applesauce which I had forgotten.. but not without telling another cashier, that I was leaving my things on the counter behind her.  But when I returned, my CHICKENS, along with my other items were gone.

Like an idiot, I walked up and down the aisle searching for my chickens..  and shouting, "where did I leave them",  I knew they couldn't have jumped off the counter and run away..lol... then a little voice shouted back, "I have them over here."

They were at the same place I originally left them... only the light was on, a customer was in line, and a cashier, who wasn't there before, was showing me where she placed my chickens. Right next to her, at the register...

But I must say, before that cashier responded to my plea, I thought, I was losing my mind... which isn't hard to do these days....

Comical to say the least, but since I spent four hours at the hospital, And I was really tired,  I really didn't need to add this to my already full  and emotional plate... wouldn't you agree..

Rye Bread and Chicken, will never be FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG/spending time with my mom

It's been a trying couple of weeks.  Going back and forth with my mom to the doctors.  She is now is the hospital and getting the care she needs... Hopefully will be home by Monday.

She will be stabilized, and I hope to have her around for as long as God intends.... We can never set a time limit on one's life, that's only his department, so what we can do is enjoy every moment with the ones we love and care for.

And treat every day as a precious one, because unfortunately, it can be taken for granted, given our busy daily life schedules.....

So for me, spending time with my Mom, will always be FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG/the sleeper finally arrives today

It's been a pretty hectic week so far... taking my mom back and forth to the Doctors.  She's feeling a little better, so hopefully she'll be as spry as ever.  But given the fact that she's 88 years old, I'm just fortunate to have her with me, and I'M enjoying every moment we spend together.

Time is only a number, but it's what you do with that time, matters....

And today, finally her sleeper couch arrives. It's only been since November 28th when the order was placed, and to say the least, I will  never order another item from this store.

A customer has rights and yet I find many places of business feel they are doing you a favor instead of the other way around. um, don't they need you the customer to have a business, or maybe they just should close the doors and go under, because that's what will happen if they continue to treat people in the manner unbecoming a professional .

So for me this is the end of this chapter, and now I know my mom can rest easy, because she now has a sleeper with good springs instead of bad...

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/saturday, a snowy rainy day to just relax

Saturday, and it's a snowy rainy day.  A good day to just sit back and read a good book, or watch your favorite television show or movie.... or just spend the day in bed with your loved one, and eat breakfast, lunch or dinner in between....  don't think there is an age limit on this.. do you?  Unless you have small children, and this might be a difficult task to undertake, lol... so spend the day playing with them, games, etc. etc. etc... there is always time later, when they are in bed.....sound asleep, at least you hope they are..

Well given all of the above, I will be spending the day fine tuning my short story, for the last time...  I've only been working on this story for weeks, and it's only 500 words.... but oh those 500 words say a lot. and whatever happens, we shall see.... hopefully in my favor.... not asking much. Well maybe I am...

that's about it for now.. so for  all my loyal readers, have a great day, because you will always be FOREVER YOUNG..

FOREVER YOUNG/ a bowl of cherries.. maybe

Whoever said life is a bowl of cherries, well I like to know where that person got his, because apparently the ones I buy are tasteless and useless to say the least.

But if you should find some, that makes your life so fine, then please let me know, because I could sure use some ....get up and go.... a little corny don't you think?  But I've had a few glasses of wine, and my mind is certainly on another path .....to  who knows,.......

So this will be a short blog, and for me a bowl of cherries, will be sometimes or maybe not FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/baking all kinds of breads

I've been on a bread kick lately.  Not eating it, but making it.

So far I've made Pumpkin Bread, Banana Bread and my favorite Applesauce Bread, and boy did that come out delicious,, at least that's what I was told.  But really I haven't eaten any of it.  okay that might be a little white lie. I had a small piece of each, but guess who ate the bulk of it... that's right my husband.

Now I will make another applesauce bread, since we went to a super bowl party yesterday, and brought the bread over to our hosts, which left nothing for my poor husband, who really isn't supposed to have much sugar, so I think for this recipe, I'll cut the sugar in half, and I'm sure it will still taste great... or at least I hope it does.

so for me baking bread, of all delicious kinds, will be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the writing force event(seminar)

Preparing for our Writing Force Event at the library.  All my members will be reading excerpts from their novels. They will also be reading their short stories and poetry.

Also some of my teens will perform dialogue from screenplays written by their group...

Hope to have a great outcome, because this is open to the public, and it's already been listed in the Calendar of Events..

I also have some members who are artists and they will also  display some of their artwork and sculpting.

It should be a great time for everyone,  And of course refreshments will be available...

 This event will take place in April.... can't believe that Spring is just around the corner...

so for me I will always try to be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my sleepy dog Clyde

My dog Clyde really believes he's a human being.  For example.  Sometimes my husband gets up in the middle of the night and raids the refrigerator. And of course with all the banging around in the kitchen, which is right across from our bedroom. I wake up.  And who do I see next to me, my dog Clyde. His head is on the pillow and his body is spread out, and he's sound asleep. Didn't take him long to jump into my husbands place.... if he could talk, I imagine he would say, this is certainly heaven, now I have my own pillow..

To think I went to bed with my husband, and woke up staring at my dog.... Is there a difference??? lol..

Well they do have something in common, their bark is worse then their bite... lol.

hows that for some humor on this early friday morning.  Nothing like getting ready to start the weekend with a laugh... does a person good.  don't you agree?

FOREVER YOUNG/mom has walking pneumonia

It's almost the end of the week.  Been a busy week with mom having walking pneumonia, which we didn't know until last week, after her chest x-ray....

And I' m also thankful, that the antibiotics are working, and she's getting plenty of rest. Of course the doctor wanted to put her in the hospital, but given her stubborn Italian nature, she wouldn't go... and I believe that's why the doctor wanted to put her in.. But I think being in her own environment helps, and as long as she does what the doctor says, then I know she'll be okay.

Then it's off to the blood doctor next week, just to make sure everything else is alright. But as you know she is 88 years old, and I'm so fortunate to have her, and that she hasn't been sick and this is the first, okay maybe the second time, since her blood pressure was so high two years ago, that a blood vessel broke in her eye, and she had to have surgery, and boy was that a trip.... but thank God she came through that fine...and now this present situation.....

And during the course of the last few weeks, my husband has also been going through his tests, generally more of a yearly physical,  And my twin sister is also going through tests, which I feel will be okay as well, she also is going through a yearly physical.....

But I know it could be a lot worst, right?.. and because when you hear other people's problems, you thank God, that yours are not as bad,.... If we only knew what life has in store for us, but that's one of the mystery's of our existence, right?

So for me, I will continue to take this one day at a time, and will try not to imagine the worst, which is hard for me to do, since I can be very negative at times, but then again,  I can also be very positive, so I guess it balances itself out... and I  pray for the best outcome for my family, and of course, for all of you, who are going through similar situations.

The world is beautiful, but more then that, the people who make up this world are beautiful, and hopefully will continue to be....and I wish health, success and prosperity for everyone...

So for me, never giving up hope, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the saga of the couch has ended

It's finally over, and I will be refunded back my money from this horrible company.  Although that could take up to 20 days ... go figure that one... but after this, I couldn't possibly take their merchandise... and I will never walk into this store or buy anything from this store ever again.

They have lied to me so many times, and changed the date of my delivery so many times that my head is spinning from it... and the only people  who suffered from all this is my 88 year old mom, and myself, because this was to be her Christmas present, and now we're into February and still no sleeper..

I'm sure many of you, have had similar experiences or maybe not, but you get to the point where you wonder how these people stay in business, especially with the economy the way it is.

I'm sure after time goes by, I will put a comedic twist to this whole situation, but because it's so fresh in my mind, and  all the aggravation they caused me, it will take some time to smolder the fire that is still brewing inside of me.

this incident will never be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/it's Sunday....

Sunday's a beautiful day to relax and be with my family. It's a day to go to church, or say a prayer at home privately.  Then spend the day watching tv, or listen to music or read a good book. Or just sit around and talk about the events that happened during the week.

I call this familism, and catch up time.....

It's a time to sit down to a family dinner.. To laugh and joke around. Talk about local and world events, but never dwell on politics or religion too long, because as we know this always leads into some heavy discussions, and yelling and screaming at one another, which would defeat the purpose of being together..

Or maybe we'll get into a car and go for a long ride to no where.  That's right. NOWHERE.. Who says you have to go to a movie, or to a shopping center, or to a restaurant.  Why not enjoy the beautiful scenery of trees, a grass, flowers, mountains, birds and other animals. Take delight in the things that don't cost money.. okay gas does cost money, but if that's all we have to spend, why not, because the other things would cost a lot more....

 many times while raising my children, I didn't have money to spend, so as a family, we would go to the local beach, or just buy an ice cream cone and take the dogs for a long walk in the woods.  We would have snowball fights, or play games at home... and watch talent shows on tv and guess who would win or not...  etc..   those were the best days.... but kids do grow up, and sometimes that's hard to accept, but t does happen, and that's why I enjoyed every single moment that I could with them..

But of course we weren't  the perfect family, who is.. we just made the best of what we had, and hoped for the best outcome..... that's all a parent could hope or wish for...

So for me Sundays' will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOIUNG....one good day, better then none

the last few days have been, the days from Hell.....

My mother is sick, and the Dr's don't know what's wrong.  Last week she had a blood test, and the person who drew the blood, scratched and didn't press down on the gauze. All she did was tape it up, and that's when my mom's arms got severely bruised, swelled up and infected.. she's 88 years old, does she need this.

Not to  mention, other things are going on with her... but really can't go on with that, it will only make me emotional.

Just to imagine you're find one week, and the next it's all downhill from there.. one never knows what's going to happen in your life, but everyone including me, should live each day to its fullest, because you never know what tomorrow will bring.

And on top of that, no sofa for my mom.. you are not going to believe this, but there is another delay in the delivery and now their saying mid-feb, which is way beyond the 8 weeks, which I was never told to begin with, that it was a special order.... so my husband wrote an e-mail to the owner of the company asking for our money back, and a great dig to go with it, if you know what I mean... and to be courteous to give him a phone call.  We shall see what happens..

But isn't this life....  not ever a dull moment, and I imagine you have plenty of things going on in your life as well.

So I guess when we have a happy day, we should take well advantage of it, because unfortunately the stress and aggravation outweigh the good ones..

Still I will take one good happy day, over none...... FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG

I guess everyone has their good and bad days.

And I can handle many situations, and keep my cool,  but when my mother, my brother and my husband get sick or have medical  problems at the same time, then my immune system just shoots into overdrive.

not to mention, that I'm still battling this neck and back injury for 14 years now, and this just keeps adding to the pot.. and it's a pain in the you know what, pun intended..

And I also have a son living at home, grown man, just completed his degree and has not been able to find a job, yet, but then again he only finished the end of Dec.  So hopefully in a few months he will be up and running. But given the job situation and where I live, I doubt it will happen soon, but then again I've been wrong before. OH PLEASE LET ME BE WRONG THIS TIME...lol.

But again as life has it, you just have to grin and bare it and hope you get through all of this in one piece..

Still if I could find another way to unwind, like go on a trip to no where, and breathe in the beauty of nature and hear the sounds of birds and water,  that would be like winning the lottery, but instead I just have to imagine these things in my mind, and hope my imagination gets me to that  place...a long shot, I know, but worth the try.. lol..

So for now, I'm putting this to rest, well not really. But I do hope that tomorrow will be the beginning of better days ahead...or a better day ahead...

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the couch saga continues and continues ..

Well you won't believe this, but the couch I ordered for my mom back in November, has not come in yet, in fact I was told that it wouldn't be in until the end of this month, and needless to say, if it doesn't arrive by then, regardless of what THEIR policy is, I will demand my money back, and then report them to better business office, consumer affairs and then write a letter to the man guy..

I don't like to take such drastic measures, but I will.

If I had known it was a special order, which the salesperson insists she told me,  then why would I go into the store and tell her I wanted this couch for a Christmas gift for my mom.... and if she had told me that, I wouldn't have ordered the darn thing.  So we can go back and forth on this one, but I know what I said and what they told me.. This will make the third time this couch has been postponed... and I think I've been more then patient.

My mom is 88 years old, and now she's  not feeling well.. and this couch would have helped her sleep, given the state of her old couch... I am extremely upset and angry over this, and I will definitely do something about this, even after I get the couch, the letter will be sent, and I will no longer patronized that store, ever again.  Don't they know word of mouth carries a lot of weight...

So for me, this is something I will not turn my back on.... FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/no regrets

I'm working on a short story and hope to have it finish in time,  As everyone knows this business can be pretty fickle, and many of the projects I've done, I did it on my own without the help or the connections  That means I've written, produced and directed my own low budget films and managed to get one film on public television..... of course no pay, but it was the prestigiousness of seeing my work come alive for everyone to see...  visit YOU TUBE  mpeirs channel..    "Illusion", "The Price of an Egg Sandwich", "A Short Step Back Into The Past, (Lenape Park, and The Absecon Lighthouse".  You can type those words in as well..... 10min video of each film can be seen..

Sometimes I wish, I had started younger and  lived where it's all happening, to fulfill that creative juices flowing through my mind and body. But I have no regrets of the life I've chosen.

I have three beautiful grown up children, and a husband that drives me nuts sometimes, but love him after thirty some years.. ummm now I'm really given away  my age....but that's okay, it's only a number right, so what if I had a late start, better late then never.... and in fact according to doctor's statistics people are living to a 100 years old.... now that's a miracle.  And as long as I'm still in good health, then I wouldn't mind that.  Would You?

Still I have to admit, there are days when I just feel like given up the whole creative venture, but how can you give up something that's part of you.. I just have to learn that I'm writing for myself, and not for others, and then maybe the words will find their way into my computer, and hopefully for someone to read.... but that shouldn't be the reason to write, am I right?

So I will try to abide by my own words, and keep moving on and see where the road will take me....

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/continuation of Nelson Johnson/The Boardwalk Empire

Continuation of Nelson Johnson who wrote The Boardwalk Empire.

Nelson Johnson is a lawyer, and most of the people he interview for this book have died.

And that HBO was interested in  two chapters written about Nucky Thompson, who was the treasurer of Atlantic City in the 1920's,

Then Mr. Johnson went on to do a slide show explaining certain landmarks, etc. And told me something I didn't know, and that is Atlantic City and not Chicago was the birth of organized crime.  In fact that's where the first organized crime convention was held.

Then of course he discussed how he got 50 or so rejections and then met an agent that was interested in representing N.J. writers, and that's how his book got published.

Mr. Johnson by chance, saw this guy on Oprah's, sorry can't remember his name, so he  traveled to LA. and pitched his book to him for a possible tv series, and it turns out this guy spent summers in Atlantic City, and with that being said, we all know it worked out for Mr. Johnson.....

And that's the end of this chapter.

So for me The Boardwalk Empire, will be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/ Nelson Johnson(boardwalk empire)

Well I went to a seminar/booksigning and the author was Nelson Johnson, who wrote the BOARDWALK EMPIRE.

It was an interesting session.  He told us how he wrote the book, and what he did to get his book picked up by HBO for a tv series.   And he also said, if you find a subject to write about and are truly passionate then go for it, whether it gets published or not, you'll have fun doing it, and the reward will be fulfilling because you accomplished your goal, regardless of the outcome..... but of course being human I would like the outcome to be (PUBLISHED) or (BOUGHT)  ..lol..

And of course I  knew.... that if you want to pitch a tv script, film etc.  you should go to LA,  but I also believe it's possible, that  no matter where you live... you can achieve your goals.. because there is always the computer, telephones etc... to make contacts..

and  even when you're ninety-nine....lol..   Well look at Betty White, ninety and still going strong... you or I should never give up on our dreams...

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the couch in the box continues

Will it never end.  Well you are not going to believe this, but the couch I ordered at the end of November is still a mystery... or maybe not.

It turns out that the manufacturer apologizes for the postponement, because even though I was promised the couch, you know the one I bought my mom for Christmas, (and should have been delivered),  would now be in by the 10th of Jan., but of course it wasn't, and now it will be in at the end of this month, that will make it 8 weeks for one couch....

I'm trying to remain cool, and calm about this whole situation.  But then again, I'm human, and not a robot, so of course I'm going to re-act.....  STRESS, STESS and more STRESS!!  But I took a deep breath, and made one suggestion, how about free delivery?? which doesn't sound unreasonable to me, given the circumstances, even the salesperson agreed.....I've been more then patient.....

But if the couch is not in by the end of the month, then you will surely see fireworks... it's on to better business bureau, consumer affairs and a letter to the head of the company, all things I'm trying to avoid because I really want to settle this peacefully and rationally...

So until the end of January, I will put this little saga away, at least for a few weeks...or you can be assure I will not remain FOREVER YOUNG,  because this couch is certainly aging me fast, not that I'm not aging quickly on my own....lol..

FOREVER YOUNG/continued saga of the couch in a box

Well as promised the saga of the couch in a box continues.  Still my mom is without her couch, and there is no word what happened to it.

I placed a call with the main store this morning, and they told m,e so far it hasn't come in.  I was told they would call me and let me know the status... and as of 4pm no one called, not even the store I purchased the couch from.  I just want to know something, wouldn't you...

 So I decided to call the main store again, only to find out that the service person I communicated my problem to, had gone home for the day.. oops did she forget to call me, I believe she did, or she just didn't want to tell me my couch hasn't been shipped from the manufacturer, or maybe not made.. it's only been five weeks.. etc. etc.

Now what's a person to do.... I don't like any of the other couches in the store, and if I order another one, instead of waiting for the couch I originally ordered, how much longer will I have to wait for that one and then have to go through the same process.... well this person, meaning me, will not wait much longer because I will go to the top... owner of the stores,. etc. etc.

so given it another week and then the fireworks begin..

until then FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG-a couch in a box for Christmas??

Where do I begin... ah, maybe from the beginning.  Okay this is how my New Year is going so far, and frankly I want to turn the clock back and re-start the year again.

Nothing is more frustrating,  when things that shouldn't go wrong.... does....am  I right or am I right!!

Before Christmas I ordered a couch for my mom... Mine you she is 88 years old.  She's been sleeping on this horrific sleeper couch for fifteen years, and don't you think it's about time she got another... oh did I tell you she lives in a senior citizen bldg. and it's an efficiency....

Well to make a long story short, I walked into the furniture store last month and said I wanted to buy a couch for my mom for Christmas... no problem right,,,,wrong. If the salesperson had told me it would be six to eight weeks, then I would have walked out the door .. but this was not the case, she said no problem, right!! Wrong again... Now it's going on six weeks and still no couch.... and still my mom is sleeping on this horrible couch... And I'm still waiting for a phone call to let me know if it's on the truck or not..  does anyone want to bet on this one..lol...   Maybe she'll be 90 before the couch arrives......lol..

Okay, it  really isn't a funny matter. Frankly I'm very upset.  How would you like to give your mom a couch in a box for Christmas..... I had to gift wrap a box with the sample of the couch material and color, inside of it... then  I had to return the sample material to the store. wouldn't you say, that I was an Indian giver... more or less....

So I guess time will tell, but time is getting shorter and shorter on this one, and my patience is wearing thin, but I'm trying to hang in there, and allow the pieces to fall in place... but the irony of the situation, I  can't cancel the order, If I do, then I don't get my money back... but we shall see...??? .but I never heard of this before, did you??..

and  so on that note, I will end this blog.. tune in next time, and I will give you an update... hopefully it will be a good one....

Oh, I just called again, and they're still unloading the trucks, and still no word if my couch is on one of them....and if it is, it still has to find its way to me........ does it ever end....

 Until then I will try to stay FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG-the new year begins....

The second day of the New Year..... sick of looking and cooking food, and eating ham and turkey all week long, just to get rid of it, but finally I'm down to the last of it..... still there's always ham and pea soup,  oh no....did I just say that.. will it never end....

Tuesday, I will meet with my teen group for the New Year.... What a great bunch of kids...  looking forward to hearing their stories....

so until then... stay FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/Happy New Year and my new traditional foods...

Well the New Year is here, and like I promised, I hope to be writing on my  blog everyday, at least I will try.

The holidays were quiet, shared them with my wonderful family.... like all mothers, I want the best for them, and all that life has to offer.

I made some new dishes for Christmas, only took me, well  I won't mention how many years, because that would just make me feel ancient, so instead I will just say, it's about time.

The first recipe I made... Pumpkin Bread... never made bread in my life, and this was my first try and I must say, didn't do too badly.  Except for the fact that I should have kept it in the oven for at least two more minutes, you would be surprise how two minutes make a difference... but I know when I attempt to bake this bread again, it should be, mind you should be perfect... or maybe I'll just try making Banana Bread, that should be interesting..

The second recipe :  brocc. and cheddar chesse casserole. simple and everyone enjoyed it.. I think this will become a family tradition for me.

Now I don't know about you, but I don't like sweet potatoes, but my husband does, so I made a new dish, sweet potatoes with apples.... did he eat that up, another family tradition I will keep...

Finally the Ham, not the way I used to make it.. tried something new, apricots and brown sugar, now that was some sweet tasting ham and this one is definitely a keeper..

So I think this is the perfect beginning to my new year of blogging.... and tune in the next time, you'll never know what I might write about..

Until then, I want to wish everyone who reads my blog a very HAPPY NEW YEAR because the new year will be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/ looking forward to the new year writing on my blog

I will be back in the New Year... And I look forward to writing on my blog and sharing my stories with you..


Until then.


FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/happy holidays

Well the Holidays are upon us, and I don't know about you, but I watch movies that bring tears to my eyes, and a smile on my face, because Christmas is about love, family, friends and most importantly The Lord Jesus birthday.

I realize many people are of a different faith, and celebrate holidays on their special days, but the one thing we all have in common, and that is we are all human beings,

And we live in this vast world together, even though we might never meet, we still share the same planet ..... and I pray everyday for PEACE.  PEACE ON EARTH AND GOOD WILL TO ALL MEN....

So I want to wish everyone a great Holiday Season, beginning with Thanksgiving,,,,,so we can be thankful for what we have, and not what we don't have.

Hopefully after the New Year, I will continue to write on my blog, since I've missed quite a few days. It happens sometimes...

so Holiday Holidays, because they will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG

Yes I know it's been some time since I've written on my blog, and really if I thought I had something really interesting to say, I would, but there's nothing much going on and therefore why bore you with the same old things.

But  I just wanted to let you know that I'm still alive and well, and hopefully will have some great things to share with you, my loyal audience, the few that you are.

Hope all is well in your life, and if you would like to share something with me, please feel free to do so, I look forward to your comments.

have a great day.

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/dreary monday's and food...

Had another one of those dreary Monday's.... Couldn't get the energy to step up in high gear. In fact as the day progressed, it got worst.

Sometimes it's  best not to leave the house, but then again if I didn't leave my house, then I wouldn't be able to go food shopping, and unfortunately that's a necessity evil I need, or do we?

I've often thought, maybe if a pill was invented, and would provide me with all the essentials to survive,  then look how much I could save on groceries.  I'd probably loose about thirty pounds....... that's a nice thought. But then again,  I would miss out on eating my favorite foods, like Pasta, Steak, and let's not leave out Shrimp and Lobster, which sadly to say, I don't eat often. And what about dessert, now you know Chocolate has to be first on my list.

Oh well, enough about that.  I don't want to raid the refrigerator... again, and again, and again. lol.

So for me Dreary Monday's I don't want you to be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/goodbye Writing Force webpage

It's a sad day for The Writing Force Website. After five years, I asked my web designer to shut it down.

Unfortunately I've had some inappropriate articles and product advertisement invade my site. And apparently nothing can be done about it.  So what's the purpose of having a webpage, if  unwanted users can't be deleted permanently...

Therefore, I want to thank everyone who visited The Writing Force Webpage...

 The name and groups are still alive and well, and we will keep writing, and who knows I might design another webpage in the near future, but for  now, The Writing Force has been put to rest.

So for me, The Writing Force will still always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG

Again time has passed me by, and I haven't posted a blog in quite awhile.

So just to let you know, I'm still here.  I haven't disappeared, not yet anyway.

But the days seem to be slipping away, and sometimes I just don't know what to say.

I'm not one to write for the sake of writing, and to tell you the truth my life isn't that exciting.

But I promise you this, if I have something fascinating to tell you, rest assure, I will tell

you all about it.

FOREVER YOUNG

I'll share something new and wonderful.

FOREVER YOUNG/writing will always be

It's been a week or so since I've written on my blog.  Sometimes the days just fly by, and before you know it another day is  here.

I've been working on some writing projects and finally I've finished some, and will begin to work on others.

I work on the little projects fist, because I find the big ones can be so demanding at times. But I haven't abandoned them. I just have to gear up for that long haul.  But as I tell my two writing groups, always write something in between, like a poem or a short story, and before you know it your back working on that big project of yours...  Sometimes, I know it can be a daunting task, when you want to finish something, and your mind draws a blank. The weeks and months disappear, and before you know it, your one year older.  Oh NO!  But never give up the ship, keep plugging away. You just might surprise yourself.

Therefore, writing my blog, has helped me to get in tune with myself, and my writing crave, and  it's a pleasure to have you my loyal audience stand by me, all the way..

So for me Writing will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG

It seems I'm allowing more then a few days to go by before writing on my blog.. why I don't know, but here I am.

News.. Well I'm another year older, and can't say I'm too happy about that, but then again, I really don't want to go backward either. Like everyone else, I've had my good times and bad times and some in between times. This is what life is all about.

We live so many lives in a lifetime and wonder, did that really happen, or was it that long ago, and when did that happen, where was I.

So given that, and the fact that tonight my brain is a little tired, I  wonder, could it be because I turned another year older.. how depressing is that....lol...Maybe I'll grow into my new age, then maybe I'll just change the date on my birth certificate.  lol..

I will visit my blog tomorrow, or maybe the next day... But until then stay

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/What does constructive mean?

Took a breather from my blog for a few days.  Really don't like to write unless I have something to say, which usually isn't much.... then again, once I get started I can't stop.

The days and weeks just seem to fly by, and sometimes I shake my head and wonder, did I do anything constructive today, and the answer is, I don't know..... what does constructive mean.

washing the dishes, clothes and straightening up the house, then cooking that great meal for my husband..., is that being constructive?

Or working hard on a project, that is just driving you crazy, and then doing all of the above, is that being constructive...

Maybe being constructive is just not doing anything.  Or maybe your mind is doing all the work, while your body just sits down, while you drain that last cup of coffee, left over from the morning.

Of course there's never enough hours in a day to catch up to all the things that should have been done yesterday, or the day before....  and I guess that's not being constructive at all..... or is it?

So maybe the days should be extended from 24 hours to 36 hours.

Of course I'm just kidding..... When would I ever find time to sleep, now I wonder is that being constructive.
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You know, I'm just tired of thinking about that one....  so I'll just leave it at that, and for me

Constructive, not constructive, whatever that means, will always be FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG/prime rib/not

Went to dinner with my mom the other night. I was all set to order a cheeseburger and fries, and yes I know this wasn't good for my body, that has seen better days.  Oh happy days..... another song lyric
but that's what I wanted before the waitress convinced me to try the Prime Rib Dinner.I asked the waitress for the end cut, medium well, because I don't like seeing blood, and I didn't want it well done, because I knew it would be dry.

So while waiting for my dinner, I ate some rolls, and soon the salad came out.  Once finished, I only had to wait a few minutes for my prime rib.  I was famished, and couldn't wait to sink my teeth into it.

And to my amazement, the prime rib practically covered the plate, barely making room for the mashed potatoes and asparagus that came with it.  Now I was ready to dig in, and enjoy this fantastic meal.

As I started to cut into the prime rib, my steak knife wouldn't slice through the meat.  My mom kept insisting it had to be the knife, and I kept insisting, mom the knife is fine, it's the meat that's not. After trying for about five minutes, I called the waitress over, and told her what was wrong. She offered to get me another piece of Prime Rib. and I said my appetite just left the room. But she nicely insisted that the next one would be fine.

I said "okay, but make sure it's a very small piece."  And before I could tell her, I didn't want the mashed potatoes, she disappeared. The reason being, it tasted like it came from a box.

When she came back, the prime rib was not small, in fact, it was the same size as the first one. And there stood a fresh pile of, you guessed it,  mashed potatoes which I knew, I wouldn't touch.

She asked if this one is okay, and I  just kept staring at the meat, and the waitress just walked away, shouting, "enjoy".

Now knowing I didn't want to see red, there stood in front of me the rarest/ raw piece of Prime Rib, that if it could, would jump out of the plate and run away... Needless to say, at that point, my appetite totally dissolved, replaced by a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

The waitress came over, and again, apologized. "I'll tell my manager what happened, she said..

The waitress then came back, and told me I didn't have to pay for the prime rib, I would have to pay for the salad. "The salad that came with the meal," I said, "and that I already ate, not knowing the I would do battle with the Prime Rib".  I just couldn't believe it..... the salad of lettuce, tomato and ranch dressing would cost me 5.00).  "Are you kidding, I shouted..

But did it matter. The manager told me, it was their policy, since I ate the salad. I would have to pay for it, and that I should have told her about the situation. But how was I to know, that the prime rib would cause me such misery....... after all the meal wasn't ala-carte.

In the end, she wanted to reimbursed me the 5.00 for the salad, but I was so upset, that I told her to forget it.

I did tell her in all the years I've eaten here, I've only returned food once or twice, and that's a record for me.  Because it seems whenever I order something at a restaurant, they somehow managed to always ruin mine. Is this an omen, that I should never go out to eat... I wonder.... hint, hint..

But I guess, I'm a glutton for punishment, because I like going out to eat, and therefore, will probably always experience some kind of problem with my food, but in the same venue, I've enjoyed many meals as well... so it's a 50/50 chance. And after all, isn't life about taking chances....

So for me,  at least for now,  PRMIE RIB, will never be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/summer is over, a new season begins

Summer is over.   Now they are just memories...

The school year begins.

The fall is approaching, and holiday preparations are on their way, and thoughts of what or where you're going, or what you're doing, will be the million dollar question.

I look at every new season, as an adventure... but I'm sure there will be some, I wish never happened, while others I would never want it to end... but life is like that... one big adventure, or one small adventure after another.

And the good thing about that, age doesn't matter. for every generation will have their own experience and will always have an adventure to share with one another....

Yes a new season is upon us, and I hope it will always be

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my dog Clyde, the dog treat junkie

A day after labor day, and just what we needed, another rainy day. But as always, I will grin and bare it. Do I really have a choice???

So on a lighter note... My Westie-poo Clyde turned three years on yesterday. Sept. 5th.  And guess where I remembered it, while I was taking a shower. of all places. I couldn't get out of the shower fast enough,

Funny how we think of our animals, as people. Like his feelings would be hurt, if I didn't sing Happy Birthday, or that he somehow knew it was his birthday... and wouldn't talk to me because I forgot to give him a treat.... and  yes Clyde can really say a few words... . He knows how to ask for a treat, by saying WAWA... that's right, WAWA..

Honestly, I believe he's addicted dog treats.  How do I de-tox a doy from dog treats.  I don't think I could handle it. Could you? Especially when he looks at me with those big brown eyes... so full of expression.

My Clyde, the westie-poo dog treat junkie...   there's a story there.   And maybe, I will write one. Who knows what could happen.....it just might be a big hit with the kids...

Okay that's it for me.  Have to go..... this is really my Monday, even though it's Tuesday..

Therefore, my dog Clyde, the dog treat junkie, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/fun months ahead..

The end of summer is now here.  Can't say I'm too sad.  It's been a very hot and humid one. I just hope the winter will not be as bad as last year.

I could do without all the snow. Don't mind the cold. Just want to be able to drive down the road.

So now the fun months begin. There's Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas, Hanukkah or Chanukah,  whichever spelling you prefer....New Years, Valentine's Day, Easter... so many fun days to look forward to.

Now I have to catch my breath...

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/spending time with myself

Spending time with myself can be lots of fun.

I can work on a project. Read my favorite book.  Talk on the phone as much as I want to. Eat all the food in the house, although my body wouldn't appreciate the extra pounds.  Or just watch my favorite programs on tv without fighting for the remote.

But then again, spending too much time alone, will make me go stir crazy. I mean how much can I stand my own company, before I wind up pacing the floors back and forth. Or screaming at the top of my lungs. Or worst yet answer myself when I talk.

Yes there are so many pluses, and minuses to spending time alone. I guess choosing the right time, will make all the difference.

So for me spending time alone, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/ aging is only a number

Getting down to business.  Being a writer is very difficult. It's a process and the process takes so long, and when you've completed the process, it's getting someone to read your manuscript, knowing all the hard work and time you've put into it.

So even though I'm categorized, ( of the older generation), it doesn't mean that I'm non-exiting.  Therefore I'm not invisible, but visible to myself, and to all, who really want to see me...

For one never knows where the road will take you. I could live to ninety-nine, and to think I procrastinated, and gave up on my dreams, because society tells me,  I'm too old, and I had allowed them to stand in my way of fulfilling my goals.

Age is only a number, it's what you feel inside that counts.  

And growing old, shouldn't  have anything to do with  one's talent, or skill.  In fact, age and experience should make you more viable, and valuable to others. Now if only society could see it that way, we would be in good shape..

So every year, I might turn another year older, But every year, I will still work towards my goals.

therefore, for me, the aging process will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my two parakeets, Lola@Carlo

Finally got a girlfriend for my parakeet Carlo.   We named her Lola.....

Little by little Lola is making her presence known, while Carlo on the other hand is playing hard to get. He pretends she's not there, then he sneaks up alongside her, and gives her a peck or two..

Lola at first accepts his advances, but then she decides to play hard to get, and inches away from Carlo.  After  a few minutes of this game playing, Lola and Carlo are finally sitting side by side, but all of a sudden he decides to fly down to the lower perch.

Lola upset, sits on her perch above, and yells at him for flying away from her. But Carlo just hangs upside down, ignoring her, causing Lola to yell louder...

Does this sound familiar to you... um..... aren't relationships like that......

Yes,  I have to say, watching my two parakeets make me laugh...... they are a joy to have in my home..

Therefore Carlo and Lola, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/share your stories

For those who read my blog. and for those who are new to my blog, please share your Hurricane news with me..

And for those on the West Coast, share your earthquake stories..

And for those in other countries, please share your weather related stories as well.

In the comment section of my blog....

thank you, and I look forward to reading them..


FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/finally Electricity

Thank God that we survived Hurricane Irene. It could have been much worst and more devastating but we were spared and I'm grateful for that.  But other states didn't fare so well, and my prayers go out to the families who  lost loved ones.  And others who felt the brunt of Irene, and lost their homes as well.

My children, my life, even though their all grown up, as a mother you always worry, regardless,  and Thank God their okay and got through this horrific storm.

But I have to vent a little. For those who didn't heed the warnings to evaluate, shame on you.

Even though you got through the storm, and maybe wasn't as bad as predicted for your area, refusing to evaluate, could have placed rescue workers in harms way, if the storm did do severe damage. Hopefully, and regardless if you think mother nature will do you harm, please think twice before making that decision to stay. Be thankful, there are experts to guide you through the process, and who care about your safety and respect their orders.

Now on a lighter note.  We lost our power for two days, so do you think I would know not to ask my husband to turn on the light in the kitchen, so I can see what I'm cooking..... um.... yes we have a gas stove and was able to eat, and eat we did do, like my body really needed some extra pounds at my age, but light well that was another story.

So you see how the mind thinks, at least my mind..... makes one appreciate electricity more.  And since I've been though this many times while living in the Poconos, through many many snowstorms and blizzards, you sort of get used to not having electricity, or do you???

Well I guess for me, ELECTRICITY, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/Hurricane Irene

It's a coming, Irene the hurricane, she's a coming.

People rushing everywhere, buying food, gas and items they will need, in case the electricity goes out.

For mother nature is an unpredictable entity. Fickle, and unsure of what path it wants to take, but once her mind is made up, well all I can say, don't stand in her way.  Because this time her bite will be worst then her bark....and yes I know I'm comparing Hurricane Irene to a dog.. Just thought I would throw in a little bit humor...   Did I make you smile, just a little?

But really, I want this storm to go away, and pray everyone listens to the news, and do as they say.

I can hear you right now, " many times the weather man has been wrong", yes I will agree, "but many times they've been right", and if anything,  just think of the practice you'll get if there ever was a national disaster....  And I'm hoping this is not one of them. because Irene will affect millions, including myself and my family.

But if we keep our heads on tight, that's all we can do......  because it will be one hell of a ride, probably one we'll never forget for a long long time...

So therefore your story, my story, about Hurricane Irene, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the earthquake

Did you feel the earth move under your feet.... yes they are words to a song, but a song that I really lived and never thought it could happen here on the East Coast.. We felt the affects of an Earthquake that hit Virginia, and Washington D.C.

I was sitting on the couch at the time when suddenly, I felt the floor move. I really thought my house was going to explode from a gas leak.  I shouted this to my husband and son, but they looked at me as if I was losing my mind.  They of course admitted later that I wasn't.  Nice of them...lol...

Now I've never experienced a earthquake or a tremor from one, and I'm sure many of you can say the same thing on the East Coast, but I'm sure the West Coast is probably laughing at us, they have them all the time.

The only weather related incident that I ever experienced, was being in a tornado when I was a little girl.
I loved school so much, that I didn't want to miss a day even though my mother didn't want my sister, brother and I to go.

It didn't look so bad when we started our walk, but by the time we got to the school, the winds picked up considerably.  I saw another little girl blown into the streets, and out of no where two men ran to her rescue, while my sister brother and I were holding tightly to the fence, surrounding the school yard.

Both my sister and brother managed to get to the school doors, while I was glued to the fence and couldn't move. One of the nice young men, had to pry my hands away from the fence. He then walked me to the front door, and made sure I was safely inside before he left. I was so scared...

Needless to say, the school was practically empty, so I guess we should have stayed home. A lesson learned.

But then again, if I did that, I wouldn't have actually seen the tornado, and that was exciting.

How did I see it.. Well my teacher asked me to do an errand, and as I was walking down the stairs, I looked outside the window, and to my amazement I saw the funnel of the tornado swirl in the air and dissipate.  It was truly a great experience, and one I never forgot.

Then  right after that, the sun made it's glorious entrance, as if there never was a tornado... That's how unpredictable the weather is.  One time it's dangerous, and harmful, and other times it's beautiful and peaceful.

 Like life, when things go wrong, they really go wrong, and when things go right, it's fantastic and wonderful.

So like the old saying goes, you have to sometimes take the good with the bad, or is it the bad with the good.

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/woke up on the wrong side of the bed

Did you every wake up on the wrong side of the bed, an expression that means you woke up in a bad mood, and nothing seems to go right from the moment you plant your feet on the floor.

For many years, I was chastised and made fun of for always being happy in the morning, and I do believe some  of these people  now wish they hadn't teased me so much about that, because there are some days it backfires, and I wake up grumpy and miserable, and today just happens to be the miserable one. And now who regrets my happy smile, um....lol..

So I'm hoping real soon I snapped out of this mood, because I'm no good to myself or others in this frame of mind.  But I'm sure everyone has felt this way, sometime in their life.  If not, then tell me your secret. I sure would like to know.

Therefore, I leave this blog,feeling blah,  but tomorrow is another day. And may I wake up on the right side of the bed, but one never knows,  can only hope for the best...lol.

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/a day with my husband

Monday usually a day to pay bills and buy food... ugh....but this Monday was different. My husband and I spent some quality time together.

It was just nice having nothing to do, or think about for one day. If we could give that gift to ourselves once a month, that would be great,   But sometimes that's an impossible feat. So we grab what we can, and appreciate it.

We took a walk down memory lane. We laughed about all the silly things that happened, and remembered all the treasured moments of raising our wonderful children, who are now all grown up and on their own.

We ate food that wasn't good for us, but of course we rationalized, it wouldn't kill us for one day.. And happy to report, it didn't..

And as the years goes by, I'm sure we'll keep remembering the days past, which will keep us young in mind, the body, well I'm not so sure about, and the fact that as I get older, I won't look in the mirror ever again........ okay maybe I'll peek a little...  so I guess I am a little vain...but who isn't....

Yes Monday was a great day, but like all good things, it had to end, but then again, there's always next month, right?  We just have to work harder to make it happen..or else...lol..

So for me, spending a day with my husband, made me feel

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG /I wonder what this week will bring?

Yes, Oh yes it's Monday..... the week begins.... This is the day I usually do all my errands, pay bills, that I didn't want to look at over the weekend.

Why ruin the weekend, when you have plenty of time during the week to think about all the bills that need to be paid, and think about who you're going to pay first.  That's enough to ruin anyone's mood especially when you have all week to worry, and dwell over, who you're going to pay first..

Don't you agree?

So my philosophy, is give everyone something, just to let them know that you're not ignoring them, because paying something is better then nothing, and then everyone is happy....

Then once I've completed that task, and mentally fatigue from the process, I begin to wonder what this week will bring.

Of course winning the lottery would be a good thing, then I would never have to worry about paying bills, because there would be none...

So maybe I'll go on a cruise, or better yet, buy myself a island and live there forever, Okay I know what you're thinking, but it's not impossible, right?  And it's nice to dream about, at any age...

Now that I got that out of my system, I will put this blog to rest, until tomorrow that is..

 FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/Sunday a day to relax?

Sunday's usually a day of relaxation, yet sometimes it can be one of the most unpredictable days of the week. Especially if you think you're going to relax, and find that you have tons of work to do, before the week begins.

Maybe you forgot to do all the laundry, and absolutely need those slacks or top to wear for work,  or you ignored all the dishes that were left in the dishwasher, and there's not a clean one in the house, because everyone including you were too lazy to wash a dish, and now you have no choice.

Or the project you've been putting off for sometime, and now you have to rush and  get it finished because you realized it's due this Monday..

Ah  yes Sunday's might seem like a day to rest, but  really it starts the thinking cycle of what your week ahead will be like, and how you will solve one problem after another.......

And if you're not physically tired by catching up on all your chores today, you are mentally tired just thinking about everything you need to get finished before the week begins.

Yes Sundays you could be watching your favorite tv show, or catch up on the ones you missed all week, or root for your favorite sports team, and hope they come out the winner, or read that best seller book you've been meaning to, but never had time for.

Or have that great meal you've been wanting to cook, but didn't have time to make during the week, or have that backyard barbecue and invite all your family and friends, because during the week it's always impossible to get together.

And yes the clock keeps ticking and ticking away, and before you know it, it's the Monday Day Blues.

So please take the time to relax, even if it's for an hour or two, which can make a big difference in your mood..

Because for me Sunday's will always be FOREVER YOUNG.