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I’m Tired Like It’s Friday Friday Round-Up
I bought a sequined jacket for a big event later this month. I have never owned such an item and can’t believe I’ll have the gumption to wear it, but I have nothing else to wear so this will have to be my dip into glamour at the ripe age of 75. I took it to be altered this afternoon, the sleeves were too long, and the seamstress who is from Russia said in her very lovely accent, “You have a big event coming?”
I also bought a beautiful pair of black suede boots. I tried on the entire ensemble today while my husband was gone, including the giant silver hoop earrings that he got me for Christmas. I felt like a million bucks but also like someone who was dressing up in her mom’s clothes. My mom never had a sequined jacket though, nor suede boots, but she was wild about shoes and could rock a pencil skirt like nobody you’ve ever met. Still, she would probably say the sequined jacket is a little ‘gaudy.’
Joe Biden does not have dementia. If he did, he would say so. He’s an honest, honorable person surrounded by decent public servants. Plus, Jill Biden is not going to let him make a mess of the country or his legacy by hiding his dementia. If and when Joe Biden has dementia, trust me, he’ll announce in on the White House lawn with Jill holding his hand, then he’ll get on a helicopter and go home to Delaware and let Kamala take the wheel. Then he’ll become an ambassador for dementia and comfort every suffering person in the country. Because that’s his deal.
Friday has held its meaning as a finish line day. This, despite not working for money for many years. The weekend has meaning. When I was a kid, we worked on weekends – Saturday 9:00 a.m. to 9:00 p.m. and Sunday 10:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m. in our Ben Franklin store. But once I quit the store, Saturday and Sunday were free days – free for kids’ sports, house cleaning, lawn care – but also wild Saturday night dinners and Sunday mornings reading the New York Times. So, yeah, Friday is still a thing for me, a good thing.
One of my kids had a birthday this week and we went out to dinner, and it was lovely for a hundred different reasons. I’m not dozing in the picture – I am just being glad and grateful in my own sleepy looking way. It was a fabulous dinner and we had just finished the strawberry cheesecake.
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Rock the new boots and jacket, Kiddo.
I will try, Ed. And I love being called ‘kiddo’ – it takes me back. To a really great place. 🙂
My whole life through, bling has never been my thing, I’ve always worn more ‘practical’ clothing… and yet I feel a little thrill of excitement at the idea of you rocking your sequin jacket, so I have a sneaky suspicion I might have to rethink that ‘fact’ about myself? And the black suede boots sound perfect! 🙂
I have no idea what I would wear if I had a big event to go to. I suppose my jeans and flannel shirt with hiking boots wouldn’t be appropriate would it? I own nothing that even comes close to big event status. I would likely have to make excuses and miss the event and that would be a shame. I think you will rock the sequins and boots Jan.
I look at the picture, and I see somepone who is relaxed, at peace and thorughly happy – great photo!
sounds like a great roundup of your week. I love the sequined jacket and boots, I think there is no age limit, why not try things? as I age, I find i don’t worry too much what people think about us anymore. I’d say your expression is like a very happy and relaxed cat, who has just eaten and lovely meal and happy to be exactly where it’s at.