Showing posts with label socializing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label socializing. Show all posts

Saturday, April 11, 2015

A CIRCUMSCRIBED LIFE

Yesterday morning, far too early and before I was fully functional, a cousin whom I haven't heard from in a long time called. I don't much care for talking on the phone at the best of times, but never when I'm just waking up. My cousin said she was giving a presentation and wanted to know which of the men in a copy of a photo of two Confederate soldier brothers in uniform was our common ancestor.

She then asked how we were, and I asked how she was, and she said that she had a pacemaker but was otherwise fine and always on the go, with club meetings, her garden club and the Catholic Daughters and such. She is two years older than I am, but she must have a great deal more energy than I do.

She asked me what I was up to, and I said I was a bit of a hermit, that my socializing was confined mainly to my immediate family, children and grandchildren, an occasional lunch with a friend, going to church, and that I enjoyed the internet. She said, "I never use a computer." All right, then.

When the phone call was over, I told Tom I felt sort of sad, because my life seemed so circumscribed compared to hers. And then, I said, "Wait! I never participated in any of that sort of activity when I was young!" I am not a joiner; the only club I've ever belonged to was a literary club, but, when the quality of the books we read deteriorated, I withdrew.

I never asked my cousin where she was giving her presentation, because, as I've said, I was not yet fully functional, but I wondered afterward if the Daughters of the Confederacy was another one of her clubs.

Maybe I need a pacemaker.

Sunday, June 24, 2012

HANGING OUT WITH FRIENDS


Grab a cup of coffee

  
 
Go out on a  date
  
    
Relax at the  beach
    
    
Spend some time at the  museum
    
    
Dine out at your  favorite restaurant
    
    
Take a drive around  town

Not my generation, that's for sure.  I had to laugh the other day when I was at my son's house.  There I was with my two grandchildren, each of us focused on our techie toys.   There was no point in turning off my laptop, because no one would have talked to me anyway.  Well, I could have read a book.

Don't blame me.  Blame Doug.