I’m a newbie @ iTunes so just tuned in to a new favorite, Juni Fisher, who studied Marty Robbins, Joan Baez and Burl Ives. She’s not only a song writer and singer, she’s a story-teller and thus someone we should champion.
Just the way my tunes went, the next song was “God Bless America,” by Kate Smith. I bought that one for July 4th and it is moving any day of the year.
No matter how you voted this year, know that many people voted and this is what our nation is going to look like. I do hope that there is a spirit of bi-partisanship on both sides of the aisle in Washington that will help others.
Our jobs hang in the balance while our young people are off to risk their lives for all our futures. At some point, something has to give. Billions of dollars to banks and the stock market are not going to do it as they’re pocketing it all for themselves/golden parachutes and shareholders. The non-rich Americans have been left, once again, hoisting up our economy. Yes, things must change.
I’m not an economist. Well, yes I am. I’m going to cook an economical stew that is easy on the pocketbook and the environment. Dee
Julie and I communicated today, our fiftieth birthday. We were born at the same time in different countries and became friends in high school.
I left there after 10th grade and we probably saw each other twice after that. Knitters know this, I found Julie through her Mom’s yarn store!
In high school I was always trying to be cool, and Julie always had her oboe reed in her mouth and neither of us was cool. But we had fun together. Back then it was always difficult to be the smart girls.
It’s wonderful to get together with an old friend from age 15 and email each other the same day. Let’s hope we talk and see each other soon. I would love to see Julie again and meet her family. – Dee
Jim brought a lovely bouquet of flowers home this evening, with sunflowers, roses and others that is spectacular.
In response, for my birthday I made him a filet mignon, loaded baked potato and sauteed cherry tomatoes.
Hopefully we’ll have more good news for you over the weekend. Hey, I’m fifty so don’t look for any baby news! We have a dog. That’s it right now, ’til we move to the country and every feral and stray cat is at my door. As long as they’re not inside, Jim should be OK with it.
Dad called tonight after dinner at a premier steakhouse. I think my steakhouse did well tonight, for probably 1/10 the price. But then my present will come along this weekend….
It hit me that I’d never get another birthday card or call from my mother. I might have even rated a Viennese Torte for the big 5-0. She is missed every day. Dee
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