How does one miss a piece of bread with a spoon on it laying on a sofa? I'm not saying that was a large slice of bread but apparently I sat there long enough to make quite an impression.
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Saturday, April 25, 2015
My sister recently sent this picture of my mother and grandmother. First time I've seen this. It makes me sad to see my grandmother scowl as if it was just a burden to take a picture with her child. I know by this time gram and my mother's father were not together and he would be dead when my mom turned twelve. I think I mentioned in a prior post my mother's father left her nothing but all I need to do is look at her face. It's him. Perhaps, that is why my grandmother scowls. She too is reminded of him.
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
I like Martin Short (He's not Jewish!) He seems like a sweet guy. (He is!) I never liked his characters all that much. I find them to be creepy, I must say. I guess he knows that. But, I did just finish his book, 'I Must Say.' It is funny. Duh, but not like Jerry Lewis funny where he gets crazy. It's just him, talking about his life without getting into every little detail of his life.
Mostly, it is a love story. I do have to tell you the love of his life, his wife Nancy, died of ovarian cancer in 2010. Martin says he is not one for signs from the dead, but he does write he had a very odd experience. Friends were staying with him after Nancy's funeral. It was late and the house was dark. Martin was downstairs and as he turned to switch on a light, it went, 'pop' and faded out. He walked up the stairs, turned on another light, 'pop' it went out. Every light switched on went out on him. Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell were staying with him. Goldie knew it was Nancy. Kurt told him to call the electrician in the morning, which he did. Nothing at all wrong. Yeah, kind of weird, eh? Well, ya gotta read it. If the last page doesn't make you weep, you are not human.