FEEDING TIME AT "THE HOME"!

 

FEEDING TIME AT THE HOME

          What a delicious date today---4-24-24…..

          I hope that whatever I write today is worthy of such a fine harmonious date! 
I intend to continue regaling you about retirement living—-THE REAL STORY!

       Do you wonder whether the halls are “littered” with sleepy old people in creaky wheelchairs, napping through their days, and just waking up for a bland dinner of oatmeal and weak tea?

          Well, forget about that tiresome image! 
Life here is funny, lively, interesting and colorful,
peppered by fun events and yummy food. 
  You are free to join your friends to eat in our welcoming dining room.

Or you can pick up your meal to eat in your room…
.like this typical resident, so happy to be picking up his meal.

        Who wouldn’t want to eat a meal in such a zany place?  I have to modestly admit that my table of friends is known as the LAUGHING TABLE or LOUD TABLE, depending on who's listening.

Left to right: Maria, Me,Seating Hostess Doris (she has her mask under her chin),

Karen, Gina, Mickey, Ginny in front

It’s lovely to have this daily meal with my buddies.  Monday through Friday, we eat at beginning time of 3:30pm (you adjust). On Saturday and Sunday, we eat at 1:30.  We go at the beginning time for dining now, ever since a dreadful day when they RAN OUT OF ECLAIRS FOR DESSERT!

Just to get your taste buds salivating, here was this week’s Sunday menu:

STOP BY TO VISIT AND SHARE A MEAL SOMETIME!

 

 

BLOG 4-19-2024

 

BLOG 4-19-24  
    Let me introduce you to Ascension Resurrection Village, 
my retirement home since October 1, 2021. 
It's located on thirteen lovely acres in Chicago, near O'Hare.

           By good fortune, I was shown a lovely studio apartment on the sixth floor of the main building (Building D).  There are four buildings: A,C,D,E.  (Never found out what happened to Building B!)  

          In my building, all the central activities are on the first floor: the Main Entrance, the mailboxes, the Dining Room, the Atrium, the Chapel and the Blue Room (where all the shows are presented).

          My building lacks balconies, which I declined, not realizing what I was gaining—the view outside my west window. (Did I mention that I’m a sunset-freak?)

      

There are fourteen apartments on my floor, 

with two elevators, one of which is located
RIGHT OUTSIDE MY DOOR, 

which opens to----the dining room! 

<<<<<<<<TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW!>>>>>>>

WELL, LOOK WHO'S HERE!

                   

         It's been an unbelievable TWO YEARS since I have blogged!  I hope that this means a shaky step forward in my creative existence.  I feel stale, barren, dried up, pruney, boring.  So many fine words and thoughts should be spewing forth, but there seems to be barely a trickle.

         It would seem that I have to move all the way back from acceptance, through depression, hurdle past bargaining, leap over anger, and throw out denial.

        Whew, well, I am now back where I started, with a HOPE of writing something wonderful, but a fear that my well has run dry for so long that there is barely a trickle of inspiration...a few words...phrases...puns...anything? 

        Wait--wait--don't leave yet.  

        There still may be some late-breaking news or delightful thoughts coming your way.  After all, I took all the trouble to find a funny image of Writers Block and then spent an annoying amount of time figuring out how to insert it.  That's worth a look-see on your part!

         And surely in the two years since I wrote my last blog, I must have some juicy, hilarious, thought-provoking ideas to spew forth.  Right?

SO HERE I AM, WAITING FOR THE SPEWING...
ANYTIME NOW......

UM, COULD YOU MAYBE DROP IN AGAIN TOMORROW?
THANKS!