{"id":44502,"date":"2020-04-09T09:29:16","date_gmt":"2020-04-09T16:29:16","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lilesnet.com\/dailydiary\/?p=44502"},"modified":"2020-04-10T11:25:14","modified_gmt":"2020-04-10T18:25:14","slug":"happy-birthday-son","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lilesnet.com\/dailydiary\/?p=44502","title":{"rendered":"Happy Birthday, Son! You Are Now Older Than Dirt!"},"content":{"rendered":"

“I’m told there’s no going back. So I’m choosing forward.” – \u00a0David Levithan<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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I am so lucky. I had a wonderful wife, ave super kids and grandkids, and the most wonderful friends. Today will be a good day1<\/p><\/div>\n

You know Sue never danced until I began to teach her in 1988. The first dance was in the 6080 Restaurant on Firestone Blvd in Downey, during a late lunch. We had finished lunch, and they were playing Sinatra, and I grabbed her and said, “Let’s dance!” She, of course, said I do not know how, so I switched into my “forceful lead mode,” and off we went.<\/p>\n

We never stopped dancing for thirty plus years. Here we are in the Casino Ballroom in Avalon waiting for the orchestra to kick into gear with four hours of the 1930s and 1940s music, the Swing Era. We took lessons for twenty years.\u00a0 As with everything else, she became an excellent dancer. I miss holding her and moving about the floor!<\/p>\n

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We enjoyed all the formal dances, and we generally had one or more a month for years and years!<\/p><\/div>\n

Today I have an appointment with my heart doctor (No, it isn’t to see if I still have one!).\u00a0 No problems I know of, but I had not seen him in several years except at the hospital when I was with Sue.\u00a0 I ran into him a month ago, and he shared his condolences as he knew about Sue, she was popular with the doctors because of her personality.\u00a0 He said, “Come up and see me sometime!” I was a little worried at first, but then I began to think it was a good idea!<\/p>\n

Tears! I received a beautiful letter from a long time friend, George Lee, yesterday. As I read through that note, I teared up and felt special. I had no idea how George felt about Sue and I. He was, and continues to be, a super friend that we met back in prehistoric times, the early 1990s. I plan to share the note with Robin, as she will understand.<\/p>\n

Thank you, George, for making me cry, bringing back memories, and being a special friend! Love you, man!!<\/p>\n

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A good friend for over a quarter-century!<\/p><\/div>\n

Happy Birthday, Son.\u00a0 Joe is a ripe old forty-nine, oh hell, let’s just round it up to fifty!\u00a0 Oops, the phone just rang!\u00a0 (short pause)\u00a0 Oops, make that forty-nine again! He is watching me!<\/p>\n

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We loved taking Amy and Joe out for their birthdays but NOT this year, we are all locked up!<\/p><\/div>\n

Colleen and I talked for a bit this morning.\u00a0 Her doggy is okay, although he, like me, is a tad overweight.\u00a0 One hundred sixty-two pounds of St. Bernard!\u00a0 Dakota is cute and has Colleen well trained.\u00a0 Whenever she gets on the phone, he wants to go outside (or come inside).<\/p>\n

I love bacon, so when I found this recipe, I had to try it!\u00a0 It works; it does!\u00a0 It takes a little longer, but now I know why you should not throw bacon into a hot frying pan!\u00a0 Rendering the fat is essential to get the bacon to taste good!<\/p>\n