Some people love it, some people hate it.

I am on Facebook for one reason. I'm 66 years old and it helps me keep in contact with old friends (male and female) that I've known throughout my life, but who no longer live close enough to visit.

Yesterday I read a posting from a guy I grew up with who is a life long Cincinnati Reds baseball fan, about how poorly the Reds are starting out this year. I was encouraging in my comment, but then someone I do not know made a snarky remark that, since I am no longer a Reds fan, that I am not a fan because I've switched my support to a team other than the Reds. He accused me of just watching a team because they are winning.

I wrote back that I've known my friend for almost 60 years, that I don't know him from Adam and that he should not be judging me.

I'll check tomorrow to see if this gentleman has anything else snarky to say.

If he does, would it be too forward to suggest a pistol duel at dawn?

Spring has come to Indiana. Temps are about normal now, with highs in the 50's to 60's. Highs Saturday and Sunday are predicted to be in the low 70's!

Time to put away the flannel sheets (fingers crossed).

61 yr. old Grandmother is surrogate for her gay son's baby.


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Just won the lottery! 33 million bucks!

Goes right along with being a rock star, professional athlete and movie star.

April Fool!

HAH!

A Church Key is a bottle and can opener. One end is like a hook (for bottles), the other end is pointed (for cans). Every household had one and some of us kept one in the car (although some more inventive sorts found you could use either the seat belt strap or the door latch to open a bottle).

With the advent of twist off caps and electric can openers, it's no wonder people don't know what a church key is any more.

Just one more thing lost to innovation.

Still, I keep one in the silverware drawer, alongside my corkscrew, just in case.

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I was amazed last night at work. I asked a lot of people the same question and no one knew the answer:

Do you know what a church key is?

It must be an age thing. Another bit of language lost.

You're leaving. It fills my heart with sadness and I'd beg you to stay, but I know there's no changing your mind.


I'll miss you, beautiful.

My new walking shoes arrived today.

Found an old thumb drive containing my pics from my old computer.

The sun is shining.

I received a very nice message in my inbox here.

All in all, a nice start to my day!

Have you ever noticed that people no longer associated with something (a place, a person) are the first to criticize?

Is it from bad experience, or jealousy?

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