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, July 20, 2017
Where are my Cubs?
If only I could watch the Cubs! But alas, they have a day off.
So I'm left to worry ... about my colonoscopy, about John McCain's brain cancer, about OJ Simpson gaining parole.
I'm such a baby. But I admit, I'm very unhappy right now and my mind is racing. My guys could distract me. But my guys are nowhere to be found.
Posted by The Gal Herself at 7/20/2017 02:13:00 PM 1 comment:
Labels: baseball, Depression, sick
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