
Sometimes I feel like this is how the people in my life view me -- as hot and cold running Gal. Always there when you need me, but completely out of mind when you don't. In short, taken for granted.
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.
I feel the blues encroaching but I'm not giving in without a fight. Here are 10 reliable things that can/will make me happy today.
Share movies that feature characters that not only imbibe, but get wasted. Please link back here to The Bumbles.
Some movies are masterpieces of action and effects. Hereafter is not one of them. It's a quiet story about faith and science and luck and love and the afterlife. Matt Damon, the woman who plays Marie (Cecile de France, an actress I've never seen before) and the McLaren brothers who play twins are all terrific.
I thought I was fine, despite the fact that I only slept about 2 hours last night. I did a little work, went to the health club, ate an enormous slice of pizza, and then ... at about 3:00 ... CRASH! I've been fuzzy and exhausted ever since. Fortunately I have a rather dull weekend ahead of me. Just what the doctor ordered. For this old gal needs to unwind and get some sleep!

All about my niece. I had dinner with her on Sunday to celebrate her upcoming 18th birthday. I had a great time and am taking this opportunity to reflect.
If the world was to be banned of all Stephen King productions but one, which would you save for posterity - to represent the only visual adaptation of his work for the future generations to see? Share your selection, linking back here at The Bumbles. And don't forget to visit your fellow participants!
nton say I can.
this or that person I know and pretty soon, 45 minutes has passed.
Bacon-wrapped, pitted dates. Oh, yum! Devoured a pair of them while out with Kathleen and a friend of hers last night.
ity, but I'm not interested in leaving the most livable city ever -- Chicago.
The Cubs named this gentleman, Mike Quade, to be our coach for the next 2-3 seasons. He took over after my beloved Lou Piniella resigned in August and finished the team finished the season strong. 
I came upon this old (1995) biography of Lee Radziwill and find it compulsively readable, maybe even more so than I did the first time around.
her entire life in intense camaraderie and rivalry with her sibling. Lee was the prettier one, with the better (at least for the 1960s and 1970s) figure, the natural fashion sense, and Mummy's favorite. Less burdened by a sense of proprietary, she had more famous men (she slept with Onassis before Jackie ever met him). Jackie was more athletic, more intellectual, and Daddy's favorite. And while Lee may
have had many exciting lovers, Jackie, of course, married the man who assured her a place in history and the billionaire Lee just couldn't get to the altar.
away -- up the street (of course, that street was Fifth Avenue) to Aunt Jackie. Whatever else has been written about JBKO, it's generally agreed she somehow always managed to put her children first.




RED is a thrilling, funny, wholly original shoot-em-up (and blow-em-up) good time. R.E.D. stands for "Retired: Extremely Dangerous," and Bruce Willis plays a retired secret agent who spends his days nurturing an avocado plant instead of assassinating people. He's not adjusting well. Soon he has to defend himself from some very capable, very shady, VERY VIOLENT bad guys and he tracks down his former partners -- John Malkovich, Morgan Freeman and Helen Mirren -- all also retired, all struggling with their "new normal," and all happy to get back into the action.

und a spike in her temperature.