Delightful side effects of downsizing

brownies

The above photo was found stuck in an evening bag which I must have carried to my high school prom.  It captured my Brownie Scout Troop from somewhere in the 1950s.  It appears Olivia (back center) and I were the only scouts whose folks wouldn’t spring for the drab brown uniform.  That, or we were partial to plaids. Continue reading

Golfing across Mississippi – literally!

carline and children

It was a “Robert Harrell” sort of day…breezy, warm and a golf course nearby just waiting for his foursome to tee off. They would hit a few balls, have a few laughs, followed by the requisite Canadian Club and coke at the 19th hole.

Today was just such a day.  Sadly, Robert was there in spirit only as his legions of friends and family gathered.  It was a great day to remember Robert and all he meant to the community of West Point. The crowd was gathered to dedicate what is the most unique putting green in the world – designed in the shape of the State of Mississippi.

(Pictured above are Robert’s children, wife Caroline, fourth from the left, and his brother- in-law George Bryan at right served as master of ceremonies.)
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Spring is bitter sweet this year

jack and scott

Spring will never be rhe same for me.  Today would have been the 80th birthday of Jack Vaighan, my special friend who died on December 12 of last year.   He was a young 78 year old at the time of his death.  When I say young, I mean it. He worked out religiously and ran up and down football fields until he retired to the “upstairs” and finished his career in a playback headset.

This picture was made prior to the Texas A & M and Missouri game a season or two ago.  His son, Scott (right) is following in his footsteps and is now an official with the Southeastern Conference which was working the game where Jack got some strange looks sporting his MSU jacket. Continue reading

Don’t fall for celebrity “miracles”

 

Ok, so I’m a serious sucker, the kind of girl infomercials were made for.

I’ve been holding out for some miracle cream that will wash away wrinkles and lift everything back to its original starting point.  When I saw the beautiful Cindy Crawford revealing her most personal beauty secrets I swallowed it lock, stock, and barrel and nowo I have a serious case of indigestion.

The miracle is that I lived through the ordeal  to tell about it. Maybe I can save you from a similar torture.  Here’s how it went down.

After innocently ordering the  starter kit and plunking down my credit card for $39 I waited iimpatiently for this miracle age reverser.  Within days a teeny little box showed up with minuscule  bottles of something white and greasy.  I knew immediately it wasn’t worth the postage but I was willing to pay for my stupidity.  I tried to call the company to cancel but was forced to endure a series of robo adds for everything from insurance to a “FREE” trip to the Bahamas.  They just went on and on until I thought I would scream.

On the ninth ad, I did scream.  Every bad word in my vocabulary and was abruptly disconnected.    Meanwhile, a second box arrived with giant sizes of a few of the products and a bill for $101 which apparently I had agreed to by ordering the first “FREE” starter kit for $39.  .

When my credit card arrived, the charges totaled $140. Luckily there was a different number on the bill and I finally got a live person at the end of the line.  I could tell by the tone of her voice, that my call was the millionth she had received that day. She spoke very little English which is a good thing because I had some choice words for Cindy.  She promised to credit my card for the second order and email me a receipt and mailing label so I could return the order.  Neither ever arrived.

Today I’m calling the credit card company to tell them I’m not paying for the second order.  If they refuse I’m canceling the credit card.  I ran over to Brenda’s to check my blood pressure and it was through the roof.

Growing older without freaking out!

walking home

I had the opportunity last week to participate in an international summit on “Aging Consciously”.

All I can say is “WOW” I’m so glad and grateful to be whatever age I am or get to be.  Aging is a privilege you know denied to many, and we have a responsibility to address the positive potential of aging.  This requires a certain amount creativity. Continue reading