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On The Way To Papa’s Tapas

 

I participate in a small group of senior ladies, numbering between 5 and 8, depending on who can make it.  We make a concerted effort to get together the last Thursday evening of the month to go out to dinner.  Yesterday, our designated driver picked up 4 ladies (including myself) in her SUV.

Now, we are not your “everyday-type” of senior ladies.  We are all special in our own ways, and stand out because of our very personal individual characteristics.  We treasure each other because of, and in spite of, these.  A sense of humor is most important!

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One lady sits in the back and must get in on the driver’s side where she finds it easier to enter; another must sit in the front passenger seat; the thinnest of the group sits in the middle so she can get the full brunt of the a/c vent, and then I’m left to sit behind the front passenger seat.  Throw in aching, painful back problems, difficulty in walking, difficulty in getting in and exiting the car, and with three of us using canes to assist in walking, we were a fine, healthy bunch of women.  Toss in young at heart and a keen sense of humor, and you have the makings of a great pot of senior ladies’ soup.

Oh yes, we mustn’t forget about Ms. Driver.  We are aware of her strong driving personality.  We all brace ourselves by holding on to the handles above the doors; grasping the door wherever we can find a finger-hold; and not to mention gripping the backs of the front seats to steady ourselves – particularly when going over bumps, train tracks and most importantly, getting ready to stop at a traffic light or stop sign.

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Ms. Driver is a very thoughtful woman and has a heart of gold; however, when she’s behind the wheel, we all hold our breath.  We take it all in stride.  Even though some teeth-mashing occurs, we always seem to arrive safely and in one piece.

This evening, we weren’t so sure about arriving at the restaurant in one piece, due to an incident that occurred when we were only one block from our destination.

We had to slow down because a man was walking a motorcycle in the middle of the road.  He didn’t seem to notice the sound of the car’s motor, and had no awareness about our wanting to continue down the street.  So, Ms. Driver blasted the horn.

The man turned, looked very upset, and left his motorcycle where it was, came over to the side of our vehicle with an angry face, yelled something unintelligible and threw his fist at the car.  It landed on the post between the front and back windows.  Hard!  We thought he must have broken his hand, or at least, dented the car.

Properly frightened, we sure were. What if he had a weapon in addition to his fist?

Ms. Driver was able to scoot around his motorcycle.  We kept watch, looking  back, worrying that he might get on the motorcycle and do something dangerous and irrational which would cause us harm.

We finally drove into the lot in front of the restaurant, parked, and Ms. Driver had her finger over her phone, ready to call the police. We continued keeping an eye out for that crazy guy, exited the car and hurried in.  We didn’t take our eyes off that guy.  We could see that he was looking up and down the street, obviously searching to see where we went.  He evidently didn’t see that we pulled into the lot.  Finally, we saw him walking his motorcycle down the street.  He passed us by.

Don’t you think we kept looking outside while in the restaurant, to see if he would come back?  Of course.

It was an exciting evening in more ways than expected; one, I believe, we will be talking about for a long time.

 

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Dog, You Shall Not Pass Cat!

The following video is one of the best I’ve seen, showing the cowardice of dogs to cats’ existence.  Don’t get me wrong – I love dogs, too – I used to have dogs in my life as well as cats – a long time ago.

Click and enjoy and laugh.

 

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The Great Divide

Even with this space between them, they still kept a watch on the other!

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At opposite ends.  Romeo and Patches seem to have reached an agreement on the couch.

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The Adversarial Paper Bag

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As cat lovers, we know how much our cats are drawn to a new paper bag on the floor.  It’s a new toy – one that provokes extraordinary curiosity and challenges. On a recent day,…

Not According To Plan

They are always surprising!

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I just received an order from Drs. Foster and Smith.  One of the items (I ordered 4 at half-price each) was special “cozy cushions.”  I grew tired of using towels, etc., in my quest to keep as much cat fur off the couch as possible, and from turning my black couch, into a white couch!

I spread the cushions out, hoping that Patches (as well as Romeo), would spread out comfortably on the cushions, and save Mom from so much vacuuming.

When it comes to animals, things don’t always turn out the way you wanted.

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It looks like Patches didn’t understand my intention.  She usually had made herself comfortable on the opposite corner, but she “turned the tables” on me.  I do believe her head was very comfortably ensconced on the cushion; however, the rest of her “missed the boat.”

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From New Toy To New Apparel

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It’s always interesting to me to watch my cats’ reactions to a new toy.  Sometimes they will get excited (rarely happens) and at other times, their reactions are surprising. This time, Romeo seemed to like…

The First Step In Making Lasagna

Good advice.

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I’m not much of a cook; in fact, I don’t cook – period.  But, I came across a recipe for making lasagna recently, and it starts off with the first step:

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Feeling Grumpy 

Reblogging just in case some of my followers missed this. I love Grumpy Kat.

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Good morning humans! 😺 ☕️

It’s CATURDAY!!

I decided to drop by and visit my hero, Grumpy Kat- ahhh, what a treasure! She’s my insPURRation! Mol!😹


Happy Caturday!!


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Unlikely Nap Mates

All of a sudden, Patches and Romeo are “nap” buddies. I think it’s really because there is competition for that spot!

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Patches and Romeo are not “buddies,” but occasionally they surprise me with their activities.  I caught them together on the loveseat, and photographed them over several hours’ time as they changed positions.

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Memories of the Snowstorm – Winter 1956-1957

 

My Mom and sister had gone on ahead with some friends earlier in the day, and my Dad waited for me to finish my classes on Friday, at Kings County Hospital School of Nursing.

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It had started to lightly snow in Brooklyn when I got into the car on that cold, blustery early evening.  We had a long trip ahead of us, and Dad told me that he was glad that Mom and Merry went on ahead, because he was a little uneasy about what was expected along the way, weather-wise.  But, he was confident that we would make it.  I think back now about that remark, because I’m not sure if he said it to reassure me or to reassure himself.

We were headed into the Catskills.  There was a place that we had gone to before, so Dad knew the way.  Good thing.

Of course, we were caught in the Friday evening traffic – although, it was lighter than it would have been; probably due to the weather forecast.  But, we got onto the highway after going through Manhattan, and we were on our way for an enjoyable weekend outing!

As soon as we got onto the mountain roads, things changed.  The snow was coming down very heavily, and the wind was pushing it at the windshield.  The wipers couldn’t go fast enough, and I don’t know about Dad, but I was very nervous.  He was quiet, so I guess he was feeling the same way.  We could hardly see.  We were blindfolded.

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Fortunately, there was no problem with the car itself – Dad believed in taking good care of the quality engines for his vehicles; however, it was too bad that the weather didn’t believe in good quality, human-friendly weather at that time.  We forgot to put in our reservation for that.

We had some breath-holding moments, for sure, but after about 3 hours, we finally arrived safely, if not very tired, at our destination:  Rosenberg’s Hotel.

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The cheapest one around:  only $5 per person, including clean rooms, clean toilets, and brunch and dinner each day.  We all had a ball!

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