A friend of mine called today and stated that I hadn't blogged in a while. The thing is, I don't forget...I just put it off. I think about it and what I will post, but put it off until "later." "Later" never comes. She said "I know you're busy this time of year." But that's not it either. I did it last year, just about EVERY day. However, I think writing the blog was way more therapeutical for me last year.
"Trust you me" (as Ray would always say) I have my moments of grief and pain. However, it is not the same as last year. I feel so much more normal now. I was looking at a picture of Ray and his sister Susie yesterday. I showed it to Marguerite. It was taken probably about a year before I met him. He was wearing a t-shirt he wore on our first outing to Greenfield Village and a pair of shorts. He was tan and had the greatest legs. Damn, they were so hot. That was ONE of the things I loved about him...those legs of his. It was from all the years of marching band. I degress....my point is that when I was looking at that picture I felt a lot of emotions well up in me. I guess I am glad Marguerite was there or I may have broken down.
After that we went to Wild Dog. I wanted to treat Marguerite out for a birthday dinner. Her birthday was June 1st but she was in Colorado at the time and just got back here Tuesday. We had a really good time last night. We had our usual appetizer of calamari.
My oven has been acting up. I will have a few things in the oven and one is hot, another is cold, and another is warm. It has had 14 years of major use. Titanic dinners, breakfasts, pastries, desserts, Christmas dinner, Thanksgiving dinners...on and on. So I finally broke down and bought a new oven at Menard's. It is stainless steel, two ovens, five burners and it is convection. Ray would have LOVED it!!! So sorry he can't use it.
Well, I'm off to dinner at Friedl's. We're going to sit on her balcony/deck and look at Lake Kalamazoo while we drink wine/cocktails. (Guess who's drining the cocktails?) - Jimmy
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