Choices: #1 is FreeCell

Happy Family Day, folks.
Man, I really missed imputting in this blog after having done so daily for one entire year, Feb/07 to Feb/08, 64th Bday to 65th Bday, plus a few extra times before that in Jan/07.
Age 65 feels full of promise.
There are so many choices of things to do that I can't decide on even one yet, so will go back and play FreeCell.
Well, there's another choice - FreeCell my years away.
For more than a week after my 65th Bday I felt terribly depressed, even though I knew I shouldn't be, and had no good reason to be.
I just could not feel happy inside.
I felt very sad every minute of the day.
Then along came a bright, sunny day, still minus 10 degrees, but voila, I've felt better ever since.
Albeit another choice - go to Cuba next winter, or Mexico - someplace warm and sunny.
Newfoundland in August to do another TransCanadaTrail by province.
They say Nfld.'s part of the TCT is the hardest/roughest.
Stopping in Cape Breton, and PEI to visit friends.
Choices, choices.
People with choices will likely never experience desperation.
People with too many choices ... what?
Well, I intend to find out.

Sunday, February 3/08

Hi Karen:

The dreaded/anticipated day has arrived -- HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!
I know I'm a few days late. (Only one, Murray)
Hope you've had a great celebration.
And although you've looked forward to this as beginning of a new phase of life,
it still is, after all, but an extention of yesterday and a harbinger of tomorrow.
Ten years from now you'll look back and marvel at how young and naive you were back then - now.
And you'll wonder why some things worried you because they've actually been no problem;
and you'll wonder why you hadn't had the insight to worry about some unforseen problem.

We know this is the way it has been and always will be - so let us agree to live as wisely as we can -- without undue concern for what's around the corner and with a lightness of heart and anticipation of all the blessings that certainly will be visited upon us.

So...keep warm!
keep dreaming!
spoil Mr. T!
plant a tree for his grandkids to enjoy!
keep on biking until it's no longer fun!
and then enjoy all the momories!


I wish you the best, Murray

Thank you, Murray.
(M Snyder aka: crazyguyonabike.com)
Best Wishes, yourself.
May you always be cycling, whether single or tandem.
Karen

Happy GroundHog Day

Turning 65, when it actually happens, really is scary, let me tell you.
I'm very apprehensive; even scared!
Have been for a couple of weeks now.
Think I need to treat myself to a trip or something.

Wishing you all
A Very Merry GroundHog Day,
and,
if it's extra good,
may it play
OVER and OVER and OVER.

Love, K

The Colours of Me

The Colours of Me

Words have colours!
Stubborn is grey.
Stubborn is the starting over from scratch colour.

Scratch is blue,
... though only a hue,
...... the colour of me.

Stubborn is the colour of pregnant expectation;
...pregnant in its dull winter-green and yellow.

- - - green, yellow, grey - - -
I realize,
It Matters Not!

Stubborn is the colour of hope
- a creamy smooth yellow -
... with brilliant blasts of sunbeams
....... straining to push through the cracks

Stubborn is the colour of promise
- a hesitant rust -
.. the promise of adventures yet to come
.. .. adventures in their various reds
.. .. .. of autumnal splendor


Stubborn is the colour of doing,
... of perhaps getting things done,
... ... of happy oblivion.

Take heart!

Stubborn is Me,
In all my Colours,
Starting over from Scratch.

KIS ses