Rules of Engagement

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I was catching up with a friend at the supermarket this week and she asked what my new book is going to be about.  I said it will offer ideas on how to approach the aging process from an angle other than just letting it sweep my generation away without a fight.

“Aging,” she almost spat in disgust. “I’m against it,” she said unequivocally as if discussing the H1n1 swine flu. She was obviously in peak condition and had just come from Pilates class.  This girl wasn’t going lightly and I liked her spunk.

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Strangers in a strange land

devilNel and I have been working on our new book which is tentatively titled “What the Hell?” It is about aging disgracefully.  It was her idea and she’s busy painting little devils attacking little angels.

I was calling the book “Now, what?” but she said let’s just throw it all out there and call aging what it is – hell.   I’m not sure my Daddy will approve, but “What the Hell”? I’m sixty something and he’s ninety something and I doubt he can catch me to put me over his knee any longer.

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The Walkabout

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At 4 a.m. I was awakened by the sound of laughing as early morning walkers strolled by my house.  A pang of remorse stabbed me when I realized how long it has been since I took myself on a walk.

A sort of melancholy had moved into my head since my children left and Thanksgiving is officially over at my place. Yesterday was truly Black Friday for me and there was no shopping involved.

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Now what?

photo“The Book” will be out next week (cover at left – poor quality because I shot it from a poster), Then I learned this week that my pesky cancer has returned, but I am strangely pumped.  Go figure.

By now you know that my book “Love Laughter and Losing My Keys: A Boomer’s Survival Guide” will be out next week.  So I’d best be about surviving this stubborn cancer bugger lest my book title go down the drain with my book sales.  The big question is NOW WHAT?

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