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Oodie, 1st, awesome advice for Shoelady.
2nd, did you catch Jay King today or yesterday?

Shoelady, glad your hanging in there and that your sister is in town to help you.
Here’s to a speedy recovery.

Sheba, Funny about the Beekman sticker book. I kept looking at it and then put it in the search bar but nothing came up. I have time to ponder these things nowadays. 🙂 Agree it sure doesn’t feel like a Monday. We finally got some rain. I couldn’t walk or hike but went out with Sporto Rain boots and Sporto huge parka jacket, and my umbrella. It was sprinkling when I left and then a down poor came and then ouch, hail. Yes, it was little pea sized hail hitting me all over. I got home quick. My husband was texting and calling me but I was just up the Street. I was happy he thought to do it. My Mother’s place didn’t work out for her, so she went back to the hospital and will be moved tomorrow to hopefully something more acceptable. Have to be careful with these places.
Nice all of your kids are in the same State. Maybe at some point everyone will end up with you in Co. I like your Dad’s taste in music and hope it is helps to listen to it. Take care.

Peace Out Peeps! Have a warm and safe evening.

@shoelady60 in my prayers. 🌹

These are my father’s songs and now they are mine.

A Hazy Shade of Winter
Song by Simon & Garfunkel

Time, time time, see what’s become of me
While I looked around for my possibilities
I was so hard to please
Don’t look around
The leaves are brown
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hear the Salvation Army band
Down by the riverside’s, there’s bound to be a better ride
Than what you’ve got planned
Carry your cup in your hand
And look around
Leaves are brown, now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That’s an easy thing to say
But if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend that you can build them again
Look around
The grass is high
The fields are ripe
It’s the springtime of my life
Seasons change with the scenery
Weaving time in a tapestry
Won’t you stop and remember me
At any convenient time?
Funny how my memory skips while looking over manuscripts
Of unpublished rhyme
Drinking my vodka and lime
I look around
Leaves are brown, now
And the sky is a hazy shade of winter
Look around
Leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground
Look around
Leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground
Look around
Leaves are brown
There’s a patch of snow on the ground

@oodiebom,

I would take the rest of the night off. Oz will be frozen tomorrow. 😎

Come on Oodie let the babies in we want to play. 🤣

@shoelady60,

I am catholic and I am sending prayers of faith for you and your husband. 😘🌹

Please let Jake be alright too. 😘

The Sound of Silence
Song by Simon & Garfunkel

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
“Fools” said I, “You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, “The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence”

I Am a Rock
Song by Simon & Garfunkel

A winter’s day
In a deep and dark December
I am alone
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow
I am a rock
I am an island
I’ve built walls
A fortress deep and mighty
That none may penetrate
I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain
It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain
I am a rock
I am an island
Don’t talk of love
Well I’ve heard the word before
It’s sleeping in my memory
I won’t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died
If I never loved I never would have cried
I am a rock
I am an island
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb
I touch no one and no one touches me
I am a rock
I am an island
And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries

Mrs Robinson
Song by Simon & Garfunkel

And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files
We’d like to help you learn to help yourself
Look around you all you see are sympathetic eyes
Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home
And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Hide it in the hiding place where no one ever goes
Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes
It’s a little secret just the Robinson’s affair
Most of all you’ve got to hide it from the kids
Koo-koo-ka-choo, Mrs. Robinson
Jesus loves you more than you will know
Whoa, whoa, whoa
God bless you, please, Mrs. Robinson
Heaven holds a place for those who pray
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon
Going to the candidates’ debate
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you’ve got to choose
Every way you look at this you lose
Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
Our nation turns its lonely eyes to you
Woo, woo, woo
What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson?
Jolting Joe has left and gone away
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

Club Sheba Holiday Edition

@sheba2011

So far have not found the paperwork that I need by the middle of January. Not sure if it’s my fault or hubby’s. Right now I am blaming myself. Suffice to say it has to be somewhere in the house and not up North. I decided to pull apart everything AGAIN. It’s the only way to cross out where it isn’t. The Master Bedroom is a good starting point since it was in this room just a few months ago. Besides, I need to finish the job I started.

The Florida beach picture is one of the reasons why I like this State. The beaches in New England, (at least the ones we frequent) do not have walking room. There is very little sand between it and the ocean. The walking is probably equivalent to no more than two blocks before you end up at a road or parking lot. Other times you have “no trespassing” signs: meaning you are entering private property. In our area the sandy beach is like a three lane highway or better. Many joggers and slow walkers (me) can take advantage of this and yes, even go shell collecting at the same time. I haven’t done this in quite a while. I think you can well understand why. Same goes for indoor and outdoor dining. Not sure in Florida if the restaurant help are following the suggestions by the CDC. Not sure if anyone in the kitchen are wearing masks.

Well, that’s it for now. Tomorrow is a brief shopping day for eggs and milk. Guess we will go to Aldi’s. May stop at the Farmer’s Market. They have a sale on Halibut at $5.99/lb. Caught wild. They are not farm fed, nor are they frozen. YUM…….

Florida is warm today. No heat needed. Weekend is the question mark. Another cold front may be here. I’ll enjoy the week.

@shoelady60

The worse part of this pandemic is not knowing what works. It’s a matter of using your sixth sense to determine what to do. My husband’s cough sounded like a fog horn and I am not exaggerating. My cough was similar to having a sinus attack. I eventually had laryngitis that lasted quite awhile. Hubby was concerned, but after my voice returned I started speaking incessantly. There was no happy medium. Also there may be side effects when this is over. Hubby’s, I am sure is dementia, that seems to be better, though there are times he will take a few steps back. Others have had mental and psychological issues. After I felt better I ordered a couple of Immune vitamins from Andrew Lessman. I think they are helping. Just make sure hubby is walking and eating something. He needs to keep his strength up. For the fever I used Excedrin, but you can use whatever you have in the house that can keep the fever from going higher. There were times I felt wonderful only to find that I had a 102.4 fever. Funny, I didn’t feel sick. We thought the thermometer had died, but listening to CNN found it was a normal thing. But watch it nevertheless. Cells are great for communicating. Instead of ringing a bell, he can ring you on cell. Make sure you give him wipes for the cell.