Thursday, November 7, 2019

It's NEVER too late!

We’ve all heard that death and taxes wait for no man. I don’t know about taxes, but I do know that when you’re dead, you’re dead and there’s no time left to finish anything on your to-do list.

I’ve also heard that if you’re still breathing, it’s not too late to write a book. If you can speak into a machine or hold a pencil or click keys on a computer, you can still write your life story or the next great novel. 📖

It’s never too late to learn to cook, to go skydiving (remember George H. W. Bush), to go back to school, or to do anything you’ve always thought about doing.

And, it’s never too late to find true love.💕 Need proof? Just ask me. Last week Stewart asked me to marry him. I’m almost 79 and Stewart is 83 so it proves there’s no expiration date on finding love and getting married.  

We've both been married twice before. Our first marriages ended in divorce and our second marriages ended in death, both in 2014. We both lived in California a great number of years (without knowing each other) and we both moved back to the East Coast to be with our families just before or just after 2014. Neither of us were looking to get married again. Been there done that. We were happy being single and concentrating on our kids.

But, we have even more in common. Stewart's son Bill is married to my daughter Cyndi. So once we tie the knot, I'll not only be Bill's mother-in-law, I'll be his stepmom. And Stewart will be Cyndi's stepdad as well as her father-in-law. It all sounds so southern hillbilly, but we're not related by blood at all, just by our children's marriage. 

And it was our children that kept putting us together at family functions so we'd have someone our own age to talk to. Little did they know that the seed they planted would blossom as it did. 💘

We have no wedding date set yet; we'll let you know when our plans are firmed up. We  have our rings and they're gorgeous.  Here's my engagement ring. Never in a hundred years would I have imagined getting engaged at this late date in my life. So remember---

It's never too late. Don't you even think about giving up hope on life and love!




Quote of the Day: Age is only a number. My mom (who went parasailing at age 77)

Monday, September 16, 2019

An M&M Sunday


Vroom vroom! The cars are speeding around the track in the NASCAR playoffs.  It must be Sunday. Time for a nap while Stewart watches the races except, heaven help me, I’m getting to know the racers by their car sponsors and car numbers and have even picked my favorite driver, Kyle Busch. He drives No. 18 and since he’s sponsored by M&Ms, the car is blue with colorful candies painted on it. His older brother Kurt, driving No. 1 and sponsored by Monster Energy, is a fierce competitor. Another favorite of mine is No. 48 driven by Jimmie Johnson, mainly because I remember when he used to race in my hometown of El Cajon, CA. Local boy makes good.

What does this have to do with writing? Absolutely nothing. But it’s Sunday and I’m taking a day off and hope you are, too. Many years ago, my sister could tell you every winner of the Indianapolis 500 since it’s inception in 1911. Since I adored my older sister and wanted to be just like her, I developed a fringe interest in racing, for a while. Trust me, it didn’t last long. Then I met Stewart Hemby and the Hemby’s, including my son-in-law Bill, are avid race fans. Did I say avid?

Stewart is a southern boy after all and NASCAR is as much a part of the South as sweet tea and okra. I learned to like okra and now I can watch racing with a certain degree of interest. Just don’t hold your breath waiting for me to like sweet tea. I am a Vermonter born and bred and if you go anywhere in New England and ask for sweet tea, they look at you like you’re from outer space. I know because we were there this summer and that’s how the waitresses looked at Stewart.

Pardon me while I go get an M&M or two, or three, and help Kyle win this race. Mind you, I’m doing it strictly for Kyle, not me.


Quote of the Day: Finishing races is important, but racing is more important― Dale Earnhardt