The lunchtime cruise with my cousin. OK, raise your hand if you saw this coming. I know, I know … I always dread stuff like this and it's never that bad. Maybe it was the sunshine on a day that was supposed to be rainy, or the unusually good lunch or the Bay Breeze I ordered (to get the souvenir glass, of course), but I had a good time.
When I saw how gray Rose was, I realized it's been two years since I saw her last. None of us is getting younger. She loves me very much and is proud of me. I owe her so much. A few pleasant hours on the Lake, enjoying food and booze and watching the city I love go by is really such a tiny way to repay that debt.
I can be a hideous, awful brat. But at least I'm honest. And hopefully I can learn from today and be a better gal going forward.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
You're NOT awful ("awful" would have bugged out altogether!), you're a great gal!
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear you & Rose had fun.
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ReplyDelete*raises hand*
ReplyDeleteI'm SO glad to hear you had a good time!!