Monday, January 26, 2015

Warmest Regards

Saturday, October 8, 2011

If you want to see a bunch of happy retirees, come to Southwest Florida.

At least a few times a week I hear someone praising the good weather and the wonderful opportunities for leisure fun. Personally, I do that every day.

But for the past six months, I've been hearing a new sentiment: I should have waited longer to retire. And I've been hearing it from those I never thought would run into money problems.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Is there one particular place you always associate with childhood joys?

When you think of your teen years, is there any teenage hangout that stays in your warm memory bank?

For me, the answer to both those questions is the same place – Knoebels Grove in Elysburg.

I grew up in Shamokin, about a 30-minute drive to Knoebels, or, shorter if you drove fast. When we went on rare family outings that were considered a special treat, we went to Knoebels.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

We all have favorite months. While I can find something appealing about every month, (even if I have to work at it) September has always ranked as a favorite time of year.

I hang onto September like a drowning person holds onto a life preserver. The last of anything becomes even more precious to us. When we know something is about to end, it's human nature to cling to it more, relishing what we have. I savor September because it means the last of summer and some of the summer activities I love.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

One of my favorite things at the gym is the nice variety of exercise classes.

My favorite class combines stretching and strength training with a real aerobic workout. But when I was there this week doing the mat exercises at the end of class, I couldn't do some of the simple exercises. It's not that they were too hard. I was spazed out because I forgot my own mat.

When I tried to lay my head back on the gym's mat, I noticed it was horribly grimy. For that matter, the exercise ball I was using as well as the hand weights and body bar all were filthy.

Saturday, September 3, 2011

When I get company to my Florida home, I sometimes take them to a remote island restaurant accessible only by the boat.

To tell the truth, the restaurant's food is only OK, nothing to write home about. But the boat trip is fun.

For years, the same guy operated the water taxi that ferries people from landside to the island. I got to know him well and thought he was good at his job.

Once, he saved my dignity and perhaps even my life. You see, once the last water taxi leaves the restaurant dock, there is no way to get off the island.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

I have a buddy that's a total know-it-all.

Remember those black "magic globes" that could answer any question? They were fun, even if the answers were usually "maybe" or "it's doubtful."

Well, my buddy is way better than that because his answers are always long and informative. And, he's usually right.

My buddy answers to the name of Mac, as in iMac and he is next to useless without an Internet connection. But when I combine Mac and the Internet, I can find the answer to anything.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

When Dave and I were married almost two years ago, the priest asked if we were planning any special touches for the wedding.

I told him I only had two simple requests. At the end of the church ceremony as we were leaving the church we wanted to walk under an honor guard of kayak paddles held by members of our kayak club. And at the reception, we wanted all three generations of our family to dance to "We Are Family." I'll never forget the exhilaration I felt during that dance as I looked around at the happy faces on the dance floor.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Years ago we heard a lot about "the seven year itch."

Psychologists claim it's a time of dissatisfaction many marriages don't survive.

I used to joke with friends that we can't be sure our marriage will last until we're married for 25 years.

Mark Twain must also have thought there is something special about 25-year-marriages. In 1894, he wrote in his journal: "No man or woman knows what perfect love is until they have been married a quarter of a century."

Saturday, August 6, 2011

When my husband and I opted to spend his birthday in St. Augustine, it proved to be an excellent choice.

The oldest settlement in America offered interesting historic tours, the best bed and breakfast I've ever found, and so many activities that we couldn't do them all in our brief three night minivacation.

Our bed and breakfast was directly across from the municipal pier where all the boat rentals and tours are offered. Our first night there, we listened to an exchange between a boat captain and a family that was paying for a private excursion.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

For seven years, I've had an excellent licensed handyman who has kept the roof on my house in good shape.

I've hired him each year to pressure wash it and to give it another coat of the rubberized paint that strengthens the roof.

This year, however, he has so much work that he hired an assistant. Unfortunately, that assistant is grossly overweight (it mattered when he was on the roof) and is still in the learning stage. I didn't know all that until it was too late.