Now What? On Tuesdays

The problem with changing Ten On Tuesday to Ten on the Tenth is now I don’t know what to blog about on Tuesdays. I think I actually spent more time thinking about something to post for today than I would have spent coming up with a topic. And I still didn’t come up with much of anything.

I could tell you how the weather has gone from summer to fall to winter in the span of 2 days.

I could tell you how my hands are suddenly so dry it feels like I live in the Sahara.

I could tell you a weird story about how Dale and I couldn’t find Mason Friday night when we got home. We could hear him but he wasn’t coming to us like he usually does. We finally found him shut up in Hannah’s old bedroom. The door was closed behind him and the ironing board, which had been leaning against a dresser in the guest room, was across the closed door. We can’t really figure out how he got trapped in there and he’s not talking.

I could tell you the lonnnnng overdue news that Hannah actually moved out and into her own apartment. Last March. I know. I can’t believe I haven’t told you this yet. I keep thinking, I need to go over there and take photos (her place is adorbs) so I can tell you. And then I don’t. But now I have so there’s that.

I could tell you that my reading seems to have slowed down considerably. I can’t pinpoint why because I keep reading. I’m just not actually finishing much.

I could tell you that I finally finished a pair of socks. But I won’t tell you that because I need to save that for tomorrow because Wednesdays Are For Knitting.

I could tell you that Dale has his annual back-to-school head cold. I bet I don’t have to tell you that I’m really hoping he doesn’t pass this yearly treat on to me.

I guess, instead of all the things I could tell you, I’ll just show you a pretty picture.


And tell you that, despite the temperatures and shorter days, the lantana is still going strong.

Yes. That’s definitely what I want to tell you.



My weekend was atypical in that I worked Friday afternoon and evening but I will say that I managed to make the most of it anyway.


Thursday night was the kick off for a new Book Club I am starting. We met at our local sushi place and had a fabulous meal and discussed my idea for the format of our book club and had a great time. We won’t be meeting on Thursdays in the future but this was a great way to start things off on a delicious note. I’m sure I’ll be sharing more about this group once we get rolling.

Friday, as I said, I worked. I definitely missed Friday Night Snacks with Dale.


On Saturday we went to King Richard’s Faire and had a ball. We dressed for the occasion and drank beer and enjoyed the sights. It’s a pricey excursion but the entertainment is terrific and the people watching is even better.


We came home and had a fire in the backyard with Jo-Ann and Shawn. It definitely felt like fall and the warmth of the fire was welcome after being outside all day.

On Sunday my friends Sean and Michael hosted a surprise birthday brunch for me! They really went all out with decorations and absolutely wonderful food.


I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again – I am so incredibly lucky to have these guys as my friends and neighbors. Of all the places they could have chosen to live, it’s just wonderful that they chose to live here. And I say that not only because I love hanging out with them but because they are generous and fun and fabulous cooks, too!


It was so wonderful – everything was fantastic. Dale was with me, of course, and Jess and Hannah along with Hannah’s boyfriend, Mike, plus Sharon and Al and Jo-Ann and Shawn.


And finally! Sean and I remembered to get a picture of us together!

Dale and I ended the evening with some quiet time on the couch, watching TV and feeling cozy.

Weekends don’t get much better than this one, that’s for sure.

Eye Candy Friday


Yesterday, on the first day of fall, I found my first morning glory of the summer. Ironic, no? It made me smile to see that beautiful pink flower.

You know what I’m going to say now, I’m sure. Find something that makes you smile this weekend!

Birthday Recap


Thank you all so very much for the warm birthday wishes yesterday. Dale does such a great job when he takes over my blog once a year and yes, as many of you noted, I am very lucky to have him.

I had a great birthday yesterday. I worked, of course, since it was a Wednesday. And I had a meeting to go to which took up a chunk of my day. But, you know, I don’t mind working and going to meetings because it’s part of who I am but it also means I get to see my colleagues and friends and share some birthday love with them. Plus I got to ride to and from work in the Mustang with the top down and that’s a real treat.

In the evening Dale and I went to the Sun Tavern, one of my favorite restaurants, for an oyster and beer night. The oysters were plentiful and delicious! There were tons of raw Island Creek oysters along with oyster stew in a shot glass, oyster po’boys, oyters rockefeller and oyster fritters. The beer was cold and great and served to us by the owner of Mayflower Brewery. I did treat myself to a martini, though. I mean, it was my birthday! It was really a beautiful day and my only lament was that I didn’t have any cake. Then I walked into the kitchen and there was Dale with a whoopie pie on a plate, lighting candles and singing to me. It was a perfect moment, that whoopie pie was delicious, and yes, we ended the evening with a dance.

And now I move forward and see what it’s like to be 51. I think, much like being 50, that it will be more about being my more authentic self, more about finding new ways to be creative and fulfilled, more about living my story and accepting whatever that means with grace, embracing the good things with joy, and always finding ways to shine.

Thanks for being with me on this journey of my life.

Birthday Fun At 51


Good morning (or day, or evening, depending on when you read this), Dale here commandeering Carole Knits once again to give her the day off to celebrate her birthday. Last year was a big birthday for Carole which called for me to write a post that included a lot of philosophizing, reminiscing and celebrating, as monumental birthdays do. This year, though it’s just back to regular ole birthday fun.

As readers of this blog you know that Carole has a lot of fun in a lot of ways and she’s always looking for new ways to enjoy life. She keeps finding them, too! She also hangs on to the tried and true things that have brought so much joy into her life – like me, for instance. But really, for Carole, joy comes from spending time with family and friends, keeping traditions, reading (lots of reading!), entertaining in our home, and cooking for the people she loves.

An important source of joy for her that not everyone gets to see, though, is her love of music. Music has played a very big part in our lives. I imagine that most of you know that I met Carole when she came out to see me singing in my band. We both had large collections of vinyl and CDs back then and our tastes were pretty varied. We both grew up listening to music with our parents and Carole also had two brothers who influenced her tastes with their music preferences as well. After being together for over twenty years we have blended our individual favorites so that we’re generally about 98% on the same page. (I’m sorry but I just can’t get down with that Uptown Funk stuff.)

You probably also know, since you’re here reading the blog, that once a week or so she and I enjoy a night of music listening which usually ends with a dance in the kitchen or out on the deck. I don’t think, though, that she has ever mentioned our sing-a-longs. Carole loves to sing, but never in public! We have favorites that we join in on and she always teases me when I don’t know the lyrics, which is frequent and probably not good for a lead singer. It’s never stopped me from singing, though, I just make up what I can’t remember. Carole, on the other hand, knows all the lyrics but thinks she can’t sing. I beg to differ and think she sings just fine and we make good music together. You should hear our rendition of Sonny and Cher’s I Got You Babe! (which, by the way, inspired the photo included at the top of today’s post, that’s us on our first wedding anniversary celebrating at a costume party for our town’s 175th anniversary.)

I guess my point is that music makes Carole happy and birthdays are all about being happy and sharing happiness. So, in that spirit and on this occasion of Carole’s 51st birthday, I’d like you all, no matter where you are, or whether you think you can sing or not, to lift up your voices and sing Happy Birthday to Carole. Since she can’t actually hear you singing, it’d be great if you left a comment, too. I know she’ll appreciate it.

And, I have a request for you, Carole. Tonight, after we come home from our dinner out, I’d like you to play that John Denver song that has the lyric “it’s the sweetest thing I know of, just spending time with you,” and we can dance and I’ll sing to you and wish you the happiest birthday ever.

You all can just pretend you didn’t see that last part, okay? Because that’s just for Carole.

Thank you all for tuning in! I’ll see you back here next year, God willing, and we’ll do it again!


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