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Saturday, June 23, 2012

Last week, when Dave and I invited friends to kayak with us at a new spot, they were all for it until we mentioned it would be Wednesday.

"Ohhh, Wednesday," said the wife, "that's the day I clean my kitchen and scrub the floor."

I think I giggled.

"When do you do your cleaning?" she asked.

"Whenever I want," I told her. "And when I don't want to, I don't."

That solicited another "ohhh" from her.

"I wouldn't get anything done," she said, "if I didn't have a specific day when I do it. That way, I know when not to schedule something else."

Saturday, June 16, 2012

When I was young I could eat leftover spaghetti and meatballs for breakfast if I wanted. Or, I could have two toasted crullers filled with peanut butter.

I could enjoy every last lick without having my conscience bother me and without thinking about things like cholesterol, clogged arteries and excess pounds.

But now, as I look around and see so many older people who can't climb one step to get on a bus, I know I am no longer given a free pass when it comes to health. I have to earn it.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

As the days go by, more of my friends and acquaintances announce their vacation destinations.

Three couples are going together to Greece. One couple is touring Australia. Another picked Hawaii.

But former Allentown residents Joyce and Don Rebholz seem to take the cake when it comes to vacations. They are now on a long around-the-world cruise. The last e-mail we got from them detailed their time in Singapore and Malaysia.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

I've been asking people a simple question that doesn't get the easy response I anticipated.

The question: What do you do for fun?

I heard on the radio it was National Have Fun month. That's makes me chuckle. For me, every month is dedicated to having fun.

Does that mean I have to do something special this month in addition to my normal fun-filled activities? I decided it would be an interesting question to ask others.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

I'm sitting here sick in the stomach for the fourth time this year because, once again, I am watching a treasured friend lose her home.

Once again, I'm stunned that people that old are homeless.

My friend is 72. Her husband is 75. I know them for eight years. In all that time, I have never seen them spend money for anything except necessities. Not one single so-called luxury, unless you call food a luxury.

But they do have a lovely home. At least they do until next Saturday when the bank is having an auction on the steps of their waterfront property.

Saturday, May 19, 2012

No matter how old we are, life's lessons keep coming. I think I learned or relearned a few more this week.

Normally, I'm a cautious person, especially when it comes to spending money. I do a lot of research and comparison shopping so I can make an informed decision.

What I learned this week is that I can't always trust repairmen. I learned due diligence is always in order. And to put it more bluntly, I learned there are shysters masquerading as helpful technicians.

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Standing on the bank of a scenic river, I noticed a woman sitting alone on the bank while she half-heartedly threw her fishing line into the river.

I smiled at her and she smiled back. It was a sad smile that never quite reached her eyes.

"I just watched my husband die," she said. "I held his hand and looked in his face as he took his last breath."

I told her I understood the depth of her emotions and knew how hard it must be for her.

Saturday, May 5, 2012

When I looked at the calendar to check the date of an upcoming interview, I was startled to see my birthday was less than a week away.

It seems like it was only a few minutes ago that I flipped the calendar to April.

Where did the month go?

Where did the year go?

Life seems to melt away faster than a chocolate candy bar sitting in the sun. That's one reason why I think it's important to celebrate every day of life, especially birthdays.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

The older I get, the more I appreciate the beauty of life.

Lately, I'm making even more of a conscious effort to soak up the beauty of my world. I'm filled with an intense appreciation for what I call the smorgasbord of life.

A food smorgasbord offers so many tempting offerings. It's impossible to eat everything and we sometimes come away regretting that we ate too much.

That's not the case with the smorgasbord of life. While we can't sample everything, the more we do, the more we appreciate what is before us.

Saturday, April 21, 2012

With mortgage rates at an all-time low, I decided it would be wise to refinance my mortgage.

When I'm in the market for something, I like to do a lot of comparison shopping. It's been an interesting six weeks of talking with banks.

Just as I was about to make up my mind and refinance with a local bank, I heard an ad for a national mortgage chain.

To protect the guilty, I won't tell you its name. I will tell you it was a harrowing experience that taught me a lesson or two.