Do not want, nor like Easter candy. There is something upsetting about pink, light blue, yellow, and green candy. Bunny rabbits, and eggs. Peeps, yuck! Also, trying to get that thin foil off off the chocolate eggs, what's up with that? It all goes against the whole meaning of what Easter is supposed to be about, but that's another post.
Number one: Rudeness! Can't stand it, can't stand it! There simply is no reason a person can give to be just out-right rude. Even if you are pissed, there is a way of firmly stating your displeasure.
Number two: Disrespectful children. Simply put, they couldn't be my child. What's worse is when their parent(s) are there with them, and they don't control them.
Number three: People driving while talking on their cell phones. UGH!! It's like when they lift the phone up to their ears, their feet lift off of the gas pedal!
Physically, I feel slightly older than I am, because I have chronic pain in my ankles. When I go down stairs, it's slightly difficult. But basically, I'm pretty healthy. Mentally, I feel I have young days, and I have my middle-age days, when the mind wants to play tricks on you. Emotionally, I feel young, at least twenty years younger. That due to having young children (11 and 8), and working with young people.
All in all, I feel about ten years younger. Which is not so bad, that would put me at 38. My thirties were my best years!
If I'm correct, it was an L.P. (long-playing album, for you youngsters). "Got To Be There, " by Michael Jackson. I remember getting my allowance, and walking to (now I'm really showing my age) J.M.Fields, and buying it. OMG!! He was so gorgeous on the cover. Oh, and the album was excellent !!
Easy. It was such a terrible time. I don't even remember where I met this guy, but his name was Bob. He worked at some local radio station, and was quite a smooth talker apparently, because I ended up going out with him. Anyway, He was hyping up the evening, giving me impression that we were going to have a great time, and he had everything planned. Long story short. Dinner was at Burger King. The movie - "Dune." A freakin' THREE HOUR MOVIE!!! I stayed for two. I told him that I wished to go home, which meant I had to take the bus. I left him alone, on the bus stop. In the rain.
I prefer sunrise, because I am blessed to see another day. But if I could choose a place to see either, it would be on Duval Street in Key West, Florida.
