Friday's Blog On Saturday?!!!
You are all probably thinkin' I forgot to do Friday's blog yesterday, and normally you'd be correctomundo, but I actually had something to do for a change, that preempted my legendary, Friday blog.
Therefore, I'm doin' Friday's blog on Saturday, so you peoples won't be found wanting before the weekend rides off into the sunset...metaphorically speaking.
It's on these cold, wintry, cloudy, semi-chocolate, listless days, that I think about picking up my dusty old Yamaha acoustic guitar and playing some of them dusty ole tunes I used to strum back in my ole hippy dippy days, just to pass the ole tom.
Then I think, my poor ole hands don't have much feeling in them anymore, my ole fingers are weaker than rubber bands (not big, THICK rubber bands, but those little thin rubber bands that they wrap around a flyer to put on your door handle), and my ole mind can't merember how to form the ole cords!
So, that's out.
Then my always searching brain travels to a distant plain, where I believe I can still dance, like when I came in second in that twist contest, with Janice Puckett, in the 7th grade.
Alas, when I make that deep, suffering, groaning sound trying to rise up out of the recliner, I proclaim...
That's out.
On the other hand, there are still thousands of thangs I can STILL do fairly well!
Here's a list....
1. Shave...but I can't see my face very well without my glasses, and I ain't wearin' glasses when I shave! You gotta draw the line somewhere!
2. Walk Chevy dog...Very S-L-O-W-L-Y...to the point that Chevy turns around and looks at me, and says, "REALLY?"
3. Tell jokes....however, I really have to think if I've told that joke to that specific person...no matter...if I have, they will always stop me before I get to the punch line...as if I could ever remember the punch line.
4. Sing...although singing at church is out for now, due to "the plague," and honestly, I can't sing as well as I could when I was 19, but I'm serendipitously surprised that I can still croak out a few notes at 170 years old!
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If you find good things without looking for them, serendipity — unexpected good luck — has brought them to you.
Serendipity does not come from Latin or Greek, but rather was created by a British nobleman in the mid 1700s from an ancient Persian fairy tale. The meaning of the word, good luck in finding valuable things unintentionally, refers to the fairy tale characters who were always making discoveries through chance. You can thank serendipity if you find a pencil at an empty desk just as you walk into an exam and realize that you forgot yours.
I have always promised myself that I would never perform a song after I realize I can't "cut the mustard" anymore, however, I think I'm already beyond that point, and don't realize it! What a conundrum!!
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