Friday, July 31, 2015
Thursday, July 30, 2015
pitching and excellent defense. Then we scored five runs and won the game.
Ginger and I had a terrific time, front row seats and a few cool sea breezes.
Oh, yes, garlic fries and ice cream, of course. Muni behaved too - what more
could a woman ask?
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
my friend and then I flagrantly stole this wonderful photo from Linda's
blog and sent it to Lucy. Here was the text reply: "reading your friend's
book and seeing the photo prompted me to make a quick birthday decision
and I booked our flights to SF." Lucybelle used to live on 46th Avenue and
misses the ocean something fierce. We'll see them in November! Hooray....
Tuesday, July 28, 2015
this tomorrow) and for her b.day Flora received this glorious "I Love
You, Nose!" book by our remarkable Linda Davick. I remember that
Ruby loved this too and, yes, how easy Amazon makes kid gift giving.
Monday, July 27, 2015
fans look like mean and humorless jerks. Poor Bill Buckner and
Steve Bartman - lives pretty much ruined because of a couple of
simple mistakes. They were both doing what comes naturally and
it is just a game, for god's sake. The movie is terrific, however, and
it sure makes us think and yes, it is time to forgive Bartman - the
Red Sox already brought Buckner back for loud hoooorahs.
Sunday, July 26, 2015
shower for daughter Claire who is marrying Sydney in November. Some of
us dressed to the nautical theme and everyone had a great time. The father of
the future bride did all the cooking, delicious as always. It was a wonderful
afternoon in Pumpkinville and congrats to everyone and all their loving work.
Saturday, July 25, 2015
were hot and crowded in the small classroom, it was so nice to be back.
Every writer suffers, I'd almost forgotten that. Teacher Karen calls it
"the zen of the unknowing" and reminded us that we are in a free fall
for a long time during this process. This morning I will type up my
notes and I will remember that if I don't tell this story, it won't get told.
Oh, yes, I need to get writing again too. See you soon, Ellen...