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Linda's Letters

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Well, Fat Tuesday has come and gone. It has become just another delightful gastric memory, thanks to some special people.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

After being married for 40 years, Valentine's Day is just another day, right?

Wrong.

When I opened my eyes Feb. 14, there on my nightstand was a Valentine's Day card for me.

While packing Harry's lunch, I tucked a bag of Lindt's chocolate truffles and a card in his lunch box. I also cut his whole wheat Deli Flat turkey sandwich in the shape of a heart.

In lieu of gifts to each other, we decided we'd rather spend the money on a nice dinner out.

Saturday, February 4, 2012

Whatever did we do before we had email?

I can't imagine my life now without it. It has, of course, replaced "snail mail" for many of us.

But as in everything, if something is good, it also has some "bad" in it.

If you have email, you probably get a lot of "unwanted stuff."

If I believed everything people sent me, I would be a millionaire many times over. But of course they're all scams and if I responded, I'd probably be penniless by now.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Birthdays come every year,

I try not to shed too many a tear.

Things are getting harder as the years go by,

Even so, I'm still glad to be alive.

Mornings take me forever to get dressed,

Blue or black slacksdeciding makes me stressed.

This blouse fit me two weeks ago,

It was all that birthday cake, don't you know.

Pluck pluck here and pluck pluck there,

I've got so much facial hair.

Have to find the brightest light,

Hard to see the little suckers with my "old lady" sight.

Ready for breakfast, oh so bland,

Saturday, January 21, 2012

I signed up for the Biggest Loser contest at Dedicated Fitness for the next 12 weeks. I went to the kick-off to get "pumped up" and immediately upon leaving, got into a fender bender. Nobody got hurt, thank God, but my car had to be towed.

Went home, drowned my sorrows in a Coke and a bowl of popcorn with extra butter.

Hee Haw. Off to a good start.

Not.

First day in the gym.

I was never in one of these before. Pretty overwhelming.

Lots of big scary looking machines all around.

Lots of people sweating.

I hate sweating.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

I know Christmas has come and gone but I just have to share this story of gift-giving with you.

I've known Beth Anthony Thompson since she was a little girl. Always a sweet person. After hearing this, she just got sweeter.

A few weeks ago, her mom told me about how Beth does something special at Christmas time for the last few years and thought it was a great story. I agree.

Beth says as a child, kindness and selflessness was instilled in her by her parents, Ray and Virginia Anthony of Kunkletown.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Let's have some fun this week as Christmas Myths Busters.

Despite popular opinion that all Santa's reindeer are males, I received this important email that debunks that theory. It goes like this:

Saturday, December 10, 2011

So, are you all done Christmas shopping?

Yeah. Me either. To date, I've purchased four gifts. Three of them I bought online, something I would never have dreamed of doing last year.

By now you know that when it comes to technology and all this modern stuff, I'm a Lindasaurous. But, they just might be on to something with this online shopping thing.

Don't get me wrong. I love to shop. Unfortunately, my feet don't. Between heel spurs and bunions, by the time I walk from where I'm parked to the door, it feels like I was on a three-day hike on top of the Rocky Mountains.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

On Thanksgiving, we sat around the table and played Pictionary. We had the best time. I laughed so hard and so much my stomach hurt. At one point I almost didn't make it to the bathroom in time. Sometimes I laughed until I cried.

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Thanksgiving dinner is now just a gastric memory with the wishbone drying on the kitchen windowsill waiting for two people to make a wish. (I'm still waiting for my horse.)

It's fun to hear about people's holiday traditions and stories.

This year, Thanksgiving at my house was a little out of the norm. Harry was in Maine on a hunting trip. But Harry was also sitting at my table. Now how could that be, you ask?