Random Sunday Observations

There may be more welcome things on a very hot afternoon that a very cold beer, there MAY be.


The wait for the next book in a series of novels you are hooked on is endless.  And frustrating.

The amount of mental energy available NEVER matches the task at hand.  (At least in my case.  Rarin' to go when it's time to sleep, and worn out when there's stuff to do...)

Some days your optimistic approach to the clearance clothing racks is rewarded.  Other days, you leave convinced that decent clothes may never be obtained at reduced cost. (Today was a good day.  I scored a really nice peasant blouse for $17 at the BX...)

The odds of your voice failing you are directly proportional to how exposed your voice part is in the difficult section of the anthem...

Even before the season officially changes, you can see changes in the quality of light, the color of the sky, the texture of the air... here lately, hints of Autumn are everywhere.

I'm one of the youngest 55 year old ladies I know.  Lou Kohlman is another young one.

Physical therapy is an ongoing process...

The older you get, the more built in barometers you have.

Sometimes I let people think they've convinced me of the truth of  an untruth.  They need to believe it so badly, I just let them go on. Not my job to call them on it.

For all its advances, modern technology still behaves like a two year old when you ask two different manufacturers' products to interact with one another.

For every year you age past 20, time speeds up by a factor of 10 every year, until you are like me, in the 2010's thinking the '80s was only 15 years ago...

The number of things on the "to do" list will always exceed the amount of time available to accomplish them.

Any witty thing you think of will fly right out of your mind the minute you sit down to write it!