We watched all of Last Tango in Halifax.

You know how sometimes when a series ends, you wish it hadn't? I'm mourning the loss of these people. I want to know what's happening to them now, and if anybody died, and who's in love with whom.

Only downside was that the British accents were hard for us to get a grip on half the time. But the actors were simply spectacular at their craft.

Calling my son a big fat chicken worked!

Yesterday I found out that my son was vaccine hesitant. He was too busy, he'd have to miss work, his arm might be sore, what if it's not necessary, blah blah blah.

My son is 53 years old. He lives in an area of Louisiana where he can just walk in to a clinic and get the vaccine. He's a big guy (about 300 lbs.) and I told him if he gets Covid it will not go well for him. (His wife is vaccinated.)

I clucked like a chicken and called him a scaredy-cat.

He just texted me a picture of his card showing he got his first Moderna today. I guess he listened to his mother.

I know it's mostly myth, but once a year I suspend disbelief.

Glaucoma drops that give you purple clown eyes, anybody?

My pressure was up so the dr switched me to Latanoprost, in addition to another drop I've always used, and now my eyes are encircled all around with purplish red coloring. I'll call the dr tomorrow but as I gaze in the mirror, I think I look like a waif on drugs.

They gave me a three-month supply; I was so happy about that. 😕

One Godblessyou over the line...

I go to Zumba classes four times a week. My gym hired a new desk person to take temperatures and greet members. He was very friendly, which was fine.

When I left the desk he'd say Godblessyou. When I passed him on the way out he'd say it again. It started feeling a little creepy. I mentioned it to a couple of class friends and they found it odd but just laughed it off.

One day I asked him, politely, not to say it. He continued. I spoke to a manager, who at first asked me "if I was a person who..." and I stopped him, saying I shouldn't have to explain myself and I'd asked the person not to say it, and it probably wasn't a job requirement. He agreed.

Today when I went in, the desk person apologized and I quickly and happily accepted. When I left, he said have a good afternoon.

Many people would not be bothered by constant Godblessyou's in a secular setting, but I was. I'm glad I made my feelings known.

One of my eight granddaughters got married this evening,

on the New Orleans lakefront, with only the two sets of parents and her 8-year-old son present. Her first wedding. She is six months pregnant, marrying a man with no education who pays child support for four children. He has a job. She lost hers. She owns a house with a mortgage.

My son sent me pictures. It was very casual. She looked beautiful. What can we say, when our loved ones make their choices? We say congratulations, good luck, we wish you the best, we love you.

The rest is up to the fiddler on the roof.

Just got word that my 60th high-school reunion is ON!

It will be in September, so surely all the old people will be fully vaccinated. It's in Louisiana, though, so there might be some anti-vaxxers; I'm not going to hug anybody if I can help it.

Funny how time is the great equalizer. I was never a popular girl, but I'm still here. In a class of hundreds, I am the youngest, at 76.

Sound of Metal (no spoilers)

For me, this movie took a little while to get going. Once it did, I was blown away by Riz Ahmed's performance. He deserves his Oscar nomination.

When a stranger calls you from your husband's phone...

You first think he's been in an accident. Nope, it's just Home Depot letting you know they found his phone on a pile of garden hoses.

The best thing is when he walks in the door and plunks down the timer he bought, and you tell him the news, and he starts patting all his pockets. 🤪

What I don't understand is how they made the call if the phone was locked.

For my 3,000th post, nothing too deep.