Jocelyn Brown’s famous grove from 1984…
And she won’t no ‘no talent’ studio enhanced 1984 diva ‘cause honey she is still got it sum 30 years later…
Back in 1984 Fearsome was but a big fat dark brown porn star ‘stache and I a handsome lean blonde haired aerobics instructor. This tune in it’s original version was a staple for a killer abdominal workout grove. Honey her tune worked us and we worked her tune.
Well today we wonder if perhaps He’s Somebody Else’s Beard.
Another year, another opening day!
It Is Baseball Season!
All y’all know where Fearsome and I will be at 1:10 pm pacific time today.
A benefit of blogging that I enjoy is that of friendship.
Yesterday I received a surprise package in the mail from Meanwhile Over in Cali.
Next week I will have the pleasure of meeting Travel Penguin for a morning meal.
Our banter, comments, humor, insight, advice, empathy, respect and understanding make for a wonderful community. We come from all places and all walks of life. I love being part of this here blogging community and I wish to express my gratitude to all those in my blogging circle.
In a recent interview a gun rights advocate reccomended that instead of having conversations about responsible gun ownership that students do something helpful like learn CPR.
Frankly we feel that conversations about responsibility, safety and betterment of society are not only welcome but necessary. However as a public service we thought having a quick CPR guide handy is helpful for many situations.
Please note that the very first step before initiating CPR is assessing the safety of the area in which you find yourself.
Todays post is dedicated to each and every person who chooses to stand up, speak out and March for common sense.
March For Our Lives
The time has come. Mom is ready to move out of my childhood home. She’s lived there since 1957 and raised 3 boys there. Dad passed more than 2 years ago. She finally retired in December. Her last dog passed at the new year. The house is too much work for a little 86 year old lady.
It’s her decision. She is ready. She has decided that she wants to live with us in San Diego rather than with my brother in our hometown. She hates winter and loves dogs.
I’ve spent the last two weeks back east helping her sort, clean, decide, pack, throw out and donate. Her ticket has been purchased. I fly back Mother’s day weekend. We spend the week finalizing. She flys back with me, first class, to her new home in San Diego on May 18, 2018. Her new home is the first floor bedroom of our house.
Fearsome has been a big part of it all. From getting stuck on packing tape to literally getting himself caught in the recycle bin when the lid fell shut. He’s there all the way.
So now you know. We’ve been beyond work distraction to major life changes. We need to reflect on this more. We will post more about aging, emotions, family, changes, life, blessings and gratitude.
Gratitude for the opportunity and ability to support the one who once supported me into her final phase.
I’ll call it what it is.