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.
Saturday, September 01, 2012
My backsliding baby
Charlotte is back under the bed again today. I must remember what the vet said -- this is not unheard of. And it's possible that hovering over her might make her feel more nervous, not less.
I wish she spoke English, or that I was more fluent in feline, so I could better help her get over this.
Posted by The Gal Herself at 9/01/2012 04:04:00 PM 4 comments:
(I'm a big fan of this song. Happy to have it in my head as I answer these.)
1. When was the most recent time that you felt that you were the last to know something important? When I met the “new kid” my boss hired to handle an important new project. This “kid” is not only my age or older, he has a better title, a better office and, I assume, a bigger paycheck.
2. Have you ever had a good thing in your life that never ended? Sure. I’ve always gotten a great deal of joy from reading and pets. That’s why I stole a quote from Edward Gorey as my motto: “Books. Cats. Life Is Good.”
3. Do you have any nasty habits? I’m a slob.
4. What is something that you still do that you thought you'd outgrow? Farting around neverendingly on the internet!
5. Have you lost any of your dreams as time went by? Oh, sure.
6. As you've grown older, what ways are you still act and think the way you did as when you were younger? The way I respond to my Cubs and to music. BROOOCE IS THIS FRIDAY!
7. Is there a person in your life who still treats you as the same person you were when younger? Do you like it? My oldest friend. In her mind, she’s still the sweet delicate one and I’m still the daring one, like we were in first grade. Sometimes I like it. Sometimes I think I have to be like a Warner Bros. cartoon and drop an ACME anvil on her head when I’m the one who may need support once in a while. In fairness, when she finally understands that I’m sad or blue, she does come through … like a champ.
8. Have you let yourself go wild in any aspect of your life? Not anymore. I was more daring when I was younger and had less to lose.
9. How do (or did) you parents feel about what you do for a living? My mom was a housewife and my dad was an auto mechanic. They have/had no real understanding of what I do as an advertising writer.
Posted by The Gal Herself at 9/01/2012 08:38:00 AM 5 comments:
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