Nice to see you!

Three major events occurred for me last year (2010), all in the space of about 2 weeks. I turned 50. The following day I got married. Two weeks later, my oldest daughter became pregnant with her first child and my first grandchild.

Most middle-aged people will tell you that in their minds, they still feel 20 something. It's the same for me.

Wasn't it only yesterday that I was planning a night out with guys from the surf club? That gorgeous new perm. Flaired, cuffed denims and the red t-shirt with the off-the-shoulder frill. Corked platform wedgies. **sigh**

Suddenly I'm looking in the mirror and wondering how 30 years can flash by so damned quickly!

So here I am in cyberspace, sharing my genuine shock and horror with anyone who'll listen and maybe I'll even meet some other over 50s who find themselves in the same predicament!

Welcome to my dilemna!!

Friday, October 6, 2023

Whales - Take 5

There will be a Take 6 on Monday!

Today was a “be in the moment” kind of day.

I didn’t take my camera and I put my phone away so that all I had to focus on was the whales. Just me looking at the whales in the water, not through a lens or a device.

Most of the day was quite beautiful …

Some of the day was like this …

The trip home was like this …





It was a lovely way to spend the day after the drama of Wednesday and its painful aftermath. I still only have some niggles in my neck and between my shoulder blades but not enough to complain about it.

BGWLBH seems to get worse as the days go by, but the doctor did tell her she’d feel it for about 6 weeks and it would get worse before it got better.

After we left the marina, we stopped at Urangan fisheries where I bought a bag of crab meat and half kg of mixed prawns.

We did lotto and Su Jus juices at Pialba and then got stuck in gridlock school traffic that was backed up from the University on Old Maryborough Rd all the way to Xavier College on the road to Burrum Heads. 

We bypassed that turn off and continued toward Maryborough, turning off and driving the back way home to avoid the ridiculous traffic.

I picked up our mail and shopped at the local butcher.

My two men (Barry and Harley) were both wagging their tails with happiness to see me arrive home.

I got changed, unpacked the bags, made the chicken marinade, prepared my crab sandwiches, took Harley out to play then, with my sandwich in hand, planted my butt on the couch where I remained until 7.30pm.

I’m now in bed watching “The Accountant” but think I’ll be asleep inside 30 minutes. It’s 9pm.






Nite all.

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