After a 60th birthday party in Saratoga tonight and a wedding in Maryland Sunday, we're heading to Myrtle Beach on Monday. Then again Matthew may have something to say about it as it pounds the Carolina coast this morning.   It's a game time decision whether we go or not. There are automatic no-go factors and ones that could sway me either way. For instance, no electricity is an automatic no-go.   What would be yours?

Here's hoping that Hurricane Matthew peters out. Here's hoping that the East coast is spared and that damage and injury is minimized.   Right now we don't know the full impact and then there's the possibility that it will curl around and return to hit Florida again.   Mother Nature is all powerful. Here's hoping she is merciful!

Its been almost almost a year since the house that Flo grew up in was sold. It was sold to the caretaker who cared for Flo's mother during the last years of her struggle with Alzheimer's. They loved the house and selling it to them was one way to keep it in the family. We were in the neighborhood the other day and stopped by to see the house. They had made some changes -- took off the wall paper and painted, took up the carpeting to discover beautiful wooden floors and redid the basement. Much of the furniture was kept. Although re-arranged, there was a wonderful familiarity.

It's no surprise that everything around us, effects us. I've found this to be increasingly evident in my Facebook feed. Like a garden it needs frequent weeding. Or, since I'm a filmmaker, it needs good editing.   The hostility this election cycle has revealed is quite upsetting to me.

It's no surprise that everything around us, effects us. I've found this to be increasingly evident in my Facebook feed. Like a garden it needs frequent weeding. Or, since I'm a filmmaker, it needs good editing. The hostility this election cycle has revealed is quite upsetting to me. I know logically that there is so much more hope and joy in the world than can be found in the nightly news, the front page of the newspaper or my old Facebook feed. For me, there is nothing to be gained by reading posts about how awful someone is, even when it's really really clever.

 

Last week I wrote about my husband’s personal philosophy, which leads us to travel as often as we can. One of the great things about travelling is that you never know what you may find. Labor Day weekend we choose to travel to Chicago. Our reason for doing so, because neither us, nor our friends whom we travel with, have just never been to Chicago.  

I knew the time would be soon.   Much of the summer I gave thought to it.   Retirement.