Life explained – sort of

Life – it’s complicated –  the ups and downs can be likened to a Disneyland E ticket ride.  If you were lucky enough to go to Disneyland in the 60’s, 70’s or the early 80’s the tickets were in a coupon book.  The best, fastest and scariest rides required an E ticket.

Life can be as dizzying as the spinning Mad Tea Party,  annoying as Small Small World  or like an E ticket drenching on Splash Mountain.  It’s pretty much the same for all of us.  I like to think of life as one long journey through the magic kingdom, the happiest place on earth.

Amusing Musings are just that, ponderings about the every day journey.  Monty and I are dressed for fun and ready to tackle any of life’s joy rides. Come join us!

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Joy

What does joy look like to you? Joy comes in many shapes and forms. I think we all agree joy is found most profoundly in the tiny newborn, a child, grandchild or great grand child, the joy at their birth is overwhelming. What a miracle to be…

Can I Borrow a Jack

My dad enjoyed telling a story about a man and his family driving on a country road when a tire blew out on their older model car. They were returning from a day at the beach and the man was hot and tired and in no mood to deal with the tire…

Aging

While having lunch with my friend, Suzette, she sagely announced, ‘Aging is tricky’. At least I think that is what she said, restaurants are so noisy neither of us can hear what the other is saying. Thank goodness we have honed our lip reading…

This Old House

I hold my breath while I turn off Cherry Avenue on to Thirteenth Street. Thirteenth is paved now, not the washboard dirt road it was when I was growing up. I catch my breath, the house I grew up in looks so tiny. I am pleasantly surprised to…

Connections

Today I made a quick trip to the grocery store and met a delightful gentleman.  My new BFF looked a little scruffy, not homeless, but maybe someone without anyone at home to suggest he shave and clean up a bit before running to the store. He…

The Shopping Gene

Let me start off by saying I didn’t get the shopping gene.  I don’t know how I could have missed out. My mother was the queen of shoppers.  She would wander up and down the aisles of Target and happily spend $5.98 and celebrate the adventure…