So with the close of my 50th birthday year celebration, it’s time to see how I did on my 50 – 50 list. Although I only made it to 41 items in total.
The list has changed very slightly during the course of the year.
I’ve taken a few items off since they no longer seem necessary for celebration. A few items had to be added because they were simply too good not to give ‘em a try. Continue reading
I got a call from a long lost friend. It was perfect timing, I had just come in the door.
As soon as I heard his voice, I knew who it was. Agent J. I hadn’t heard from him in over 5 years, maybe more. And there he was on the other end of the line calling from the other side of the world.
He and I have been friends for decades. Not bosom buddy types but the kind that when we get together it’s like we just saw each other last week. His dad and my dad were buddies which is how we became friends. Continue reading
Ever since I met the Vikram Vij, I’ve been dying to eat at his restaurant. A man with such a lovely spirit and clear love of food can’t help but create delicious food.
So after listening to me talk about it, Agent B finally convinced me to stop talking about it and just go.
So for my 51st birthday, I decided that it was going to be my birthday present to myself. Continue reading
“I don’t want to die and fade away and be forgotten,” cried my little man. “Now it’s too late and I’ll never do anything great.” All I could do was hug him.
I know that feeling. Continue reading
Today I took my heavy overcoat off and walked to the bus. The Japanese plum tree on the boulevard was in full bloom. The only time of the year it looks nice. Spring had arrived. Continue reading
I had the great pleasure of hearing Beethoven’s 9th Symphony live.
Originally it was supposed to be called the Ode to Freedom but the politically situation in Vienna at the time of Bonaparte overthrowing the aristocracy meant it was necessary to call it the Ode to Joy.
Beethoven is a rock star. THE original rock star. Continue reading
“I think I’m having a hot flash,” I casually said. “Does it feel like your face is on fire,” inquired Agent I. “Yes”. “Well then, that might very well be a hot flash.” She replied.
Yikes, a hot flash! Could this be my official entry into menopause? Continue reading
Like a fine wine, I find that I too need a little tender care in a controlled environment to reach my full potential.
So I schedule a spa day.
This is a fairly new phenomenon for me, basically in the last decade. Prior to this time funding was always an issue. Now, however, I rationalize the expense citing that I spend a lot of time tending to others, now it’s time for others to tend to me. Continue reading
