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!
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.
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!
I know, because of the comments from last week, that many of you enjoy reading these Ten On Tuesday posts. And I’ll get to it in just a minute but first —- an announcement.
Beginning in October Ten on Tuesday is going to become Ten on the Tenth. That’s right, we are going to a monthly list instead of a weekly one. I’m hoping this will keep those of you who already love these posts happy but I’m also hoping it will breathe some new life (and hopefully new participants!) into this format.
Okay, on with this week’s post. For today I have asked everyone to list the 5 best things they did this summer and then 5 things they are looking forward to doing this fall. (Yes, I am resigning myself to the arrival of fall. Sigh.)
This summer I loved when I
This fall I am looking forward to
So, how about you? What did you do this summer that you loved? And what are you looking forward to doing this fall? If you wrote a post for today please add your link below. If you’d like to subscribe to the Ten On Tuesday (soon to be Ten on the Tenth) email list, please click here.
Can I just say — as much as I adore weekends away — it was great to be home this weekend. Regular routines were reestablished, plans were made for finishing up some home improvement stuff, hanging out and relaxing was paramount, and I just had a feeling of contentment all weekend long.
Friday Night Snacks have returned! As a friend of mine on Facebook said, they were on vacation for much of the summer but now that Dale is back to school our Friday nights at home have returned as well. Of course, as I typed that I realized that we will be out for the next two Friday nights but I’m pretending that’s not the case right now since those nights at home with Dale and snacks and cocktails and music are my favorite.
On Saturday we did a quintessentially autumn in New England thing and went to a Harvest Fair at Soule Homestead. We saw Blogless Sharon, who was there spinning, and Dale’s brother Randy, who was there with his Native American artifacts. We ate great food (homemade tomato basil soup!) and walked around admiring the crafts and enjoying the beautiful day. And, best of all, we listened to great music. I’ve been wanting to hear The Boxcar Lilies for ages and was so glad to finally get the chance. They were terrific and I’m hoping we can catch up with them again soon.
The evening found us back on the deck, enjoying cocktails (Manhattans and whiskey this time) and snacks, as well as a pizza on the grill. It was warmer than Friday night and we stayed out later but did eventually retreat into the house for more music and some dancing in the kitchen.
Sunday morning was breakfast on the deck – a perfect way to celebrate the last Sunday of the summer. It was warm and breezy and wonderful and I know I savored it, recognizing that our days of eating outside until next spring are numbered. Sigh.
I spent the afternoon at Tom and Anne’s watching football and eating quahog chowder that I made from quahogs given to Dale by some friends of his. The game wound up okay but the injury to Jimmy G. is something to be concerned about if you are a Pat’s fan. The chowder, on the other hand, was terrific.
How was your weekend?