CoCo's Corner

Yesterday, was pretty much a normal day around my house. Other than taking a little time to decorate a couple of graves, I just did what I usually do.  I did take a little time to reflect on something a couple of time - something that makes me sad - something that breaks my heart. It was someone's birthday yesterday.  Someone that until a few years ago had been in my life since before her very first birthday.  I remember spending her first birthday with her - it was a couple of months before her dad and I got married.  She had every advantage a kid could have coming from a home that broke.  More than the girl that was her older sister. She always got two of everything; two birthdays, two Christmas's. She was adored by both of her parents.  Two different stepparents that wanted to be in her life.  She went through normal phases - when she didn't like her dad, when she didn't like her mom.  Rebellion - a huge amount of rebellion. But, for some r...

Bingo Cards OK - I must be getting old.  I can't even say that I really have a great time - but, I have joined the ranks of the BINGO crowd. My cute new bag and glitter daubers I have always liked playing Bingo.  I play it every year when the PMAA (a police association) has their annual game.  I play it when I go on cruises.  So on and so on. Collection of daubers The cush for my tush When I was at the annual H.O.A. meeting, the president of the board was telling me about going to play Bingo at the Catholic Church.  Ted was there and I was telling him and he said - let's go.  So, Friday came around and I was kind of resistant - but, we ended up going.  We have hardly missed a Friday since.  In fact, last Friday I think Ted would have rather have had the Mother's Day dinner on our anniversary than having it on Friday - so he didn't have to miss Bingo.  I think he is more addicted than me. The crowd - watch out...

It really isn't long.  It just didn't sound right without the word long. Anyway - today is my anniversary.  My and Ted's anniversary.  We got married seven years ago.  I don't and never regret the event - even though there are times I literally look him in the eye and say, "What the hell did we get married for - we are nothing alike!!".  And he calmly looks at me and smiles and says, "That's what makes us good together - opposites attract". It's no secret that Ted and I got married at an older age.  He had one grandson - and my first grandson was just about four months old.  Obviously, we weren't "spring chickens".  I have to say though, getting married at an older age is by far one of the biggest adjustments that anyone in this world will have to make.  Does the term "set in their ways" mean anything to anyone?  Ted and I still have our battles about stuff - even seven years later.  The whole toilet seat battle go...