It seems to me that we humans spend a LOT of time waiting. We wait in lines at stores, the gas station, for something to begin on television, and we wait for people to show up.

Right now I am in the last category. I am waiting for my SO to return home after being gone for awhile (just a week). It has only been since Sunday that I last saw and talked with him, but it seems like longer.

Yet, I think about the last BF's I have had. M is the first guy that I have ever been...

There are many things that are difficult to understand, and others, too hard to fathom. On the one hand, I can rejoice over living one more day and realizing every waking moment. As a matter of fact, I just celebrated another birthday. In case anyone's wondering, it's now 43.

Somebody please get the Geritol, the Just For Men, and the Metamucil on back order.

Imagine me getting closer to 50. Five-oh. Fiddy. Half a century. Can...

"Gather 'round folks! Step right up! That's right! You're about to see a magnificent wallop of heaven right before your very eyes! Tickets are five bucks a pop, get your tickets! Come see the Virgin Mary in all her glory!"

Throngs of people, money held high above their heads, waved their tickets as though they were on the New York Stock Exchange. They'd traveled from all over to catch a sudden glimpse of the Virgin Mary making yet another appearance to the public.
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When Palin's Twitter:

Sarah: <tap tap tap>
Todd: What 'cha doin' hun?
Sarah: Shhhhhhh <tap tap tap> I'm twittering!
Todd: Whattering?
Sarah: I'm twittering! It's so cool hun, you should do it!
Todd: Twittering?
Sarah: Oh, it's this new thing everyone does ... type in a few lines and it's out there for all to read!
Todd: Well, how 'bout that? just a few lines huh?
Sarah: Yea!
Todd: Is this what you quit your...

Tomorrow we hit the road for Montreal for a few more days, and then it's back the States.

I studied French in my school days, and had actually become quite fluent. Sadly, those skills seemed to be LONG Gone, our first day in town. I was musing on the injustices of aging.

Then, oddly enough, as we were walking into a post office, some of the old vocabulary started coming back -- and just in time! When we got to the counter, neither woman there spoke English (nor would I...