Resolution for 2009

After a day of repairing antique books, and perusing his stamp collection with Jake, Dee was checking the progress of his secret recipe for soupstock. Observing his various activities, I was feeling lackluster and reflective, rummaging around for purpose and meaning in life. I asked him as he inhaled the aroma of his masterpot, "What should be our goal this year?"

Standing at the stove with his striped jammies tucked in at the waist, he suddenly twirled around the kitchen in his socks struck a familiar pose and started to sing his answer:

"Ah, ah, ah, ah...
Stayin' alive, just stayin' alive."

Good goal, Dear.

(Being married to a man who makes me laugh

is a fun way to live.)

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PS: This is a post I wrote last New Year's Eve—before the heart attack, the pneumonia, the hospital stays, the ambulance rides. I have to say I'm glad Dee is a follow-through kind of guy!

Dee's 63rd birthday!
(It almost took his breath away!)

#1 Blessing of 2009:

Dee stayed alive!