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.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
This one's for you, Bill
I had a good workout today and treated myself to a Quarter Pounder with Cheese for lunch. Which wouldn't have been a bad thing by itself, especially since I had the Fruit & Yogurt Parfait instead of fries. But then I gave in to temptation and had one of the 480 (!) calorie chocolate chunk cookies from Cosi that our admins put out for us to enjoy. Dammit!
Then I got home and began monitoring coverage of Bill Clinton's heart disease and the stents he received. Somehow the gooey hot ham and cheese panini I was craving just didn't seem appropriate. So, for dinner, I had a bowl of Quaker Apple Cinnamon Oatmeal. 130 calories and 3 grams of fiber.
I raise this spoon of oatmeal to you, Mr. President.
Look after him, God
Former President Bill Clinton Hospitalized in New York City
In spite of everything (and I know there's been a lot), I still love the Big Dog.
Sir Paul at the Friendly Confines?
Paul McCartney may play two shows at Wrigley Field in September. So says the buzz around town today.
The only tangible that's more dependably delivered joy to my life longer than my Beatle is my team. So this would be a harmonic convergence of epic proportions in this Gal's life.
Keep your fingers crossed!
The same, but different
It's the same morning commute. The train travels down the same tracks, past the same landmarks to the same station stop. My destination is the same. Yet I tend to be very blue in the mornings. Why?
Because I no longer have my best friend.
Because I no longer have my best friend.
The Secret Service will be so pleased
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