My latest discovery is the young Hungarian composer and pianist.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
My older son drove up from California to visit me for few days and to celebrate my 76th birthday on August 12. He presented me with a beautiful bouquet of summer flowers and I took some pictures for my memory album.
We had a wonderful time regardless of the 96 degree heat outside; he took me out for dinner and watched old movies on videos.
I have received many well wishes through e-mails and phone calls from family and friends, and my day was filled with laughter and happiness. But I got a kick out of a poem that one of my friend has sent me, especially when I'm looking at the above picture. So, here is a portion of the poem:
A very weird thing has happened.
A strange old lady has moved into my house..
I have no idea who she is,
where she came from,
or how she got in.
I certainly did not invite her.
All I know is that one day she wasn't there
and the next day she was.
She is very clever.
She manages to keep out of sight
for the most part,
but whenever I pass a mirror,
I catch a glimpse of her.
And whenever I look in the mirror directly,
to check my appearance,
there she is, hogging the whole thing
and completely obliterating my gorgeous face and body.
This is very rude.
I have tried screaming at her to stop it,
but she just screams back, grimacing horribly.
She is really quite frightening!
Who On Earth Can It Be?