Samantha and I have been out together a few times lately and also my darling daughter Jodie and granddaughter Maisie are back in my life. These facts have made me very happy, but have tended to occupy my mind to the exclusion of most other things. Of course this is a good thing, happiness is a blessing. I wish everyone could have more of it in their lives. Naturally, being so wise and ancient, I am aware that it can be a transient emotion so I intend to enjoy every moment, and try to make sure it stays.
The presence of all these lovely females in my life has made me aware that the facilities around this old homestead are not what they should be, so at last I am getting the bathroom finished to a proper standard, and am keeping the place in a reasonably tidy condition. This will also be good for me, as I am enjoying the tidiness and having space to move without tripping over things all the time.
Also I have been working. I mean proper work. So I can clear this overdraft, that though quite small, still hangs like a millstone around my neck. I do not like owing money, even to the bank. Usually I tend to dismiss money worries, as it seems pointless to worry about something I haven't got, but for some reason this small sum is getting to me. Next week should pay it off.
|My extremely handsome son George.|
You may be wondering how Sam and I got on with the song we were rehearsing for The Open Mic night on Valentines day? Well I am pleased to say that it went very well. I did actually get someone to record it for me on the night, but sadly I have not been able to get her permission to show it just yet. I think she wants to get it as near perfect as we can before that happens. To be honest we probably sing it better when we don't have an audience, so I shall try to get a recording the next time we rehearse it. By the way the song is called Something Stupid. Nancy Sinatra had a hit with it, singing with her dad, oh what was his name? Our version sounds much better, mainly because I have been blessed with such a melodious singing voice, so much more pleasant to listen to than Nancy's dad, ol' what's his name? Sam sounds a lot better than Nancy too. And looks better.
|A well shaped ear. And look there is Sam on stage at Open Mic.|
I am sorry for my absence, and will try to keep up from now on, even if it is just a short post to let you know what is happening. There is plenty going on. I just need to readjust my life a bit.
See you soon.