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Linda's Letters

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Yesterday I opened up the mail and found an envelope containing Invisible Magic Dust.

No joke!

Domino the Great sent it to me.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

The other day I heard this dirty phrase uttered in my presence. It really set my teeth on edge. I wanted to take a bar of soap and wash the gal's mouth out.

I'm going to try and tell you what it is, if my editor doesn't censor it.

Are you ready?

I'll whisper it.

spring cleaning

Oh, I know it isn't a dirty phrase to many, but in my world, it ranks right up there with "ironing" and "diet."

I guess I can't help but remember the spring cleaning of my grandmother's day.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

So I get this email that tells me March 8 is International Women's Day and that I am to celebrate my strong, independent, confident, beautiful self.

(Snort laugh. Yeah. That's me. Not.)

Evidently this Toronto author, Caird Urquhart, is providing all the answers to help me feel beautiful, confident, independent and strong in her new self-help, self-empowerment book, "30 Ways to Better Days: How To Rally After You've Been Dumped."

Saturday, March 3, 2012

I played the lottery last Saturday.

This is not the norm for me. I rarely play it. But I keep having these fantasies of being rich and the only way I know that could happen is if I have a distant unknown relative who dies and leaves me all his/her money or I win the lottery.

I'm pretty sure there are no rich distant relatives, so I guess it'll have to be the lottery.

And you know that old saying, "You have to play it to win it."

I went into the Turkey Hill near my house, and asked for five machine picks for the Power Ball.

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.