Feeling my age

by chuckofish

I blissfully slept through the royal wedding. I can’t say I feel like I’ve missed anything, but good luck, best wishes, etc., etc.. I bet Harry and Meghan didn’t dance like Fred and Jane, but I wish they had.

It would have made a nice change from the usual formal, solemn, over-the-top display, don’t you think? Today’s nuptials reminded me of a line from the Fred Astaire movie, “He didn’t have to chase very hard after her. She stood still and waited,” but perhaps I’m being uncharitable.

This weekend we’ll be having a celebration of a different kind. My three sons will all be here for the first time since Christmas!

And two of them will be accompanied by their lovely ladies, so we’ll be somewhere between a Full House

Why are there never mothers in these shows?

and a Crowded House.

Remember this band?

Before I realize how much I have still to do and panic sets in,  I’d better get moving. Maybe I’ll put on some old music while I work:

Let’s hope that song choice isn’t prophetic!

Remember, you don’t need to be royalty to have a good time, and you don’t need the camera to record your every move, so you know you exist. Why not go offline for the weekend and try a little introspection? Sometimes the best thing is to find some solitude or be “in the moment” (okay, that phrase makes me roll my terrible eyes, but you get the idea). 

Have a wonderful weekend!