Airplane: Plain White T’s

Posted February 25, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Wind Beneath My Wings: Bette Midler

Posted February 25, 2021 by katry
Categories: Uncategorized

Learning to Fly: Pink Floyd

Posted February 25, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Come Fly With Me: Frank Sinatra

Posted February 25, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Posted February 25, 2021 by katry
Categories: photo

“I think I’m nostalgic for a time I never experienced.”

Posted February 25, 2021 by katry
Categories: Musings

Today is a lovely warm day. The sun is deep blue everywhere. The clouds have gone. I have a couple of errands so I’ll be out and about enjoying the day.

The longer I stay home, the less I want to go anywhere else. The groceries came yesterday. My fridge is filled with veggies and fruit. I also have more ground beef, my most versatile meal. I’ve made burgers, spaghetti sauce and meat loaf. I’ll branch out this time into other countries.

The last time I went out was the last I got dressed in my outdoor clothes. That was a week ago. Most other days I am dressed in cozy clothes.

My neighborhood has been dark. When I let Henry out last night, I noticed only one other house had a lit light, and it was an outdoor light. It wasn’t even that late, around ten.

My breakfast is usually coffee, two cups. I do eat eggs but mostly for dinner. I tend to have toast as a late night snack. If I am feeling particularly playful, I use cinnamon sugar.

When I was a kid, snacks were often crackers with peanut butter or even a peanut butter and marshmallow sandwich, a great hold it and ride your bike snack.

Oreos were supreme when I was a kid. Back then we just had the original, no double stuff. It was a primitive time.

Emily Dickinson would be on my guest list for dinner. She’d join Mark Twain, Amelia Earhart, P. T. Barnum, Louisa May Alcott and Abe Lincoln. The dinner conversation would be interesting. The dessert would be cake, a recipe from Emily.

If I could go back in time, I’d travel the world in a PanAm Clipper. I’d stop at all the continents except maybe Antarctica. I’d take a slew of pictures and watch out for butterflies.

Black Beauty was the saddest book I read as a kid. It made me cry. The books I loved were about Doctor Doolittle. I read them all. They made me wish I could talk to animals. I think Gracie would have been clever and funny. Henry is impatient, and I can only imagine him tapping his nails and whining while he waits. He’d tell me over and over how hungry he is. He’d drive me crazy.

Jump (For My Love): The Pointer Sisters

Posted February 23, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

The Joint Is Jumping: Fats Waller

Posted February 23, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Skip A Rope: Henson Cargill

Posted February 23, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video

Skip to My Lou: Dickie Bishop and His Sidekicks

Posted February 23, 2021 by katry
Categories: Video


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