Gen X

The Socials & the Daily Prompt

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In what ways do you communicate online?

I have a Facebook (FB) and an Instagram (IG). I used to be a regular, lighthearted Facebook contributor, but then Trump happened. I could not NOT weigh-in. So, that alienated a small number of friends and certain relatives. A couple of old but significant friendships ended largely due to Facebook bullshit. I got more interested in Instagram during the COVID lockdown. I have far fewer connections on Instagram. It’s just mostly about the pictures, and I really like to take pictures. I use IG more than FB now, but I occasionally still share something on Facebook. And I check Facebook multiple times each week to see what other people are posting, especially the big announcements. (Sadly, it’s now the main way I hear about high school and college classmates’ deaths.)

Because I hated my boss for the last few years, I’ve kept my LinkedIn up to date and I use it pretty frequently—mostly for private messages. Like Facebook, LinkedIn is good for tracking people down. Almost everyone with a job has a LinkedIn profile.

Also, because I’m cool I have two GenZ children, I have a Snapchat, which I use with my kids and a couple of close friends.

This blog, which I started when I turned 50, but largely ignored after Trump got elected, is now my favorite way to communicate online, so thank you WordPress readers and commenters! I enjoy reading your posts too–especially your responses to the daily prompt. It’s fun to see all the different directions people will go with the same few words. For example, ItsAmyISaid is a terrific writer and frequently gives us a wonderful original poem like this one, in response to the daily prompt. Check her out.

And yes, I use whatever these are—stickers? Bitmojis?

Family Road Trip: Colorado edition

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Bloganuary writing prompt
Think back on your most memorable road trip.
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In summer 2009, we took the kids on a fairly epic road trip in Colorado. They were eight and fourteen at the time and it was their first trip to the Great American West. We covered a lot of ground. After flying to Denver from Boston, we visited friends in Evergreen (who had recently relocated from Massachusetts), then visited Boulder and Rocky Mountain National Park. From there, we went to Red Rock Canyon and Colorado Springs to visit my cousin Andy and his family–some of whom I’d never met. After that, we headed to Creede, an old silver mining town in the San Juan Mountains, to visit my Aunt Mary and her boyfriend Harold, a real Western mountain man if ever there was. Along the way, we visited the Great Sand Dunes National Park and a few other sites, including a giant thermal swimming pool and an alligator farm, before returning to Denver for the flight home.

I remember it as being a really good trip. We saw a lot, including friends and family, and everyone got along well. When you’ve spent your entire life on the East Coast, it’s quite an experience to see those giant open skies and magnificent mountains for the first time. I hope my kids remember the feeling of it. It even smells different out there.

Harold and my namesake Aunt Mary, an East Coast girl turned true westerner
The rental car was solid. You don’t want car problems on those crazy mountain roads!
Rocky Mountain National Park
Creede, CO

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Dessert for Breakfast

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What snack would you eat right now?
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It’s 7am here and I’m drinking cofee, as usual. Any snack I had right now would be breakfast. It’s way too early for real food (like eggs). The only thing I’d consider eating now would be something sweet. If I still had leftover Christmas cookies, those would be an option.

I did a lot of baking for Christmas 2023. I don’t know if it was because I had more time due to not working or I was just happy to have my son home to help eat them, but I tried a couple new recipes from sallysbakingaddiction.com and made some old favorites too. 

These frosted gingerbread bars with white chocolate chips were delicious. And it’s not just me saying. My son and husband loved them and said they were the best cookies I’d ever made! They’re like the moistest molasses/ginger/spice cookie you ever had, but as a bar, and frosted with homemade cream cheese icing. They’re amazing with either a cup of coffee or a glass of milk. (Thanks for the recipe Sally.)

Mary had a little lamb

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Describe an item you were incredibly attached to as a youth. What became of it?

If you name a little girl Mary, someone’s bound to give her a lamb. “Lamby” was my very special stuffed animal when I was small. I’m not sure if the song reinforced my love of the toy, or vice versa, but Lamby was far and away my favorite stuffed animal. And I had a lot of stuffed animals.

Lamby was too important to toss and currently lives in a box in my attic.

I got to hold a real lamb once, but I didn’t get to take it to school.
Lamby looking pretty good for 55+

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Senior Directory

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What is your mission?
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In my high school yearbook, there was a “Senior Directory.” It was an alphabetical listing of all the seniors with our names, addresses, and activities throughout high school in simple form (i.e. Tennis 1; Choir 2,3,4). There were also optional “Thanks To” and “Future Goals” sections.

I think you could say that “Future Goals” were mission statements for our 17-year old selves. Some were very specific: “To go to Westfield State and major in Computer Science. Get a good job when I graduate.” Others were non-committal: “No big plans–I’ll take it as it comes.” Some were aspirational: “To be a famous auto mechanic and build a lot of fast cars” or “To be a sound man for Iron Maiden.” The class nerd/genius’ was: “Live long and prosper.” Some of the girls (not many) mentioned marriage and motherhood. I don’t think a single boy mentioned fatherhood.

Mine was: “To learn, travel and be happy.” (I guess I was destined to be a liberal arts major.) I still like it though. It’s short and covers everything, but commits to nothing. The only problem is that it’s so self-centered. There’s no element of giving back or activism. Although I could argue that “learning” has led me to want to take action on various issues (like women’s rights) and that makes me “happy.”

So yeah, I’ll stick with my 17-year old self’s mission statement: To learn, travel and be happy.

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Your money and your teeth

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What are your thoughts on the concept of living a very long life?

My main thought on living a very long life is that it might be bad luck to talk about it. You don’t want to jinx yourself. (I sound like my superstitious Italian grandmother.)

Also, it occurs to me that I’ve interacted with two different types of professionals who are very focused on making sure that their particular areas of concern last as long as you do: financial advisors and dentists. Your money and your teeth. You don’t want to outlive either one. Financial advisors will actually refer to “the risk of longevity” when discussing your retirement with you. And the entire point of preventive dentistry is to avoid decay. Dentists go to great lengths to preserve each and every one of your natural teeth for as long as possible.

So I’ve always tried to do what dentists and financial planners tell me to do. Because if I do happen to live a very long life, I don’t want to run out of money or lose my teeth.

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Winter attitude adjustment

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What could you do differently?
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Ugh, snow. Pretty, snow.

We’re stuck in the house all day. Our house is safe and warm.

Church and choir are cancelled. Church is online and the choir made a video.

This is going to be a boring day. I’m going to get a lot of my book read.

The power better not go out! National Grid is prepared for this.

This is just the beginning of winter. I don’t have to commute to Boston anymore.

It’s 72 degrees in Florida right now. My kids and my parents are within an hour’s drive.

Christmas is over. I left the tree up and it finally looks like Christmas.

My billboard

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If you had a freeway billboard, what would it say?

If you’ve ever downloaded the “Calm” app to help deal with anxiety or insomnia or tinnitus (or all three, like me) you know that every time you open it, the words “take a deep breath” appear in white letters on a soothing purplish blue screen. It’s one of the best things about the app. Before you even start using it, it puts you in a better frame of mind.

I’d steal that for my billboard.

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The Golden Bachelor

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Do you spend more time thinking about the future or the past? Why?
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This blog has been more about looking back. Nostalgia. Turning 50 will do that. At 50, you know that your life is likely more than half over. Only 0.02% of people in the United States live to be 100.

Now, with 50 in the rear view and 60 fast approaching, I’m paying much more attention to what older people are doing, rather than trying to keep up with the latest trends. (One of the great things about leaving my job in November was that I never had to learn the new software tool that they were about to roll out. It was supposedly going to make things easier, but was already causing fights.)

Yes, there are many hardships in aging, particularly health-related ones, and all the losses–friends, parents, spouses. If you were lucky and never felt true, aching grief before age 50, it’s coming and there’s really nothing you can do to prepare for it.

So, I was basically ABC’s target audience for The Golden Bachelor. I am not a card-carrying member of “Bachelor Nation,” but I did watch a couple seasons early on. I was captivated by Trista, the very first Bachelorette who is now 51(!) and happily married to Ryan, the guy she met on the show. I watched their wedding on live TV twenty years ago. The intervening seasons did not interest me, especially when the son of a friend was cast and I learned a bit about what goes on behind the scenes. Spoiler alert: nothing is real. All the situations are staged.

STILL, I could not resist The Golden Bachelor, which featured 72-year old widower Gerry and twenty-two women over 60 competing for his love. Many, including the “winner” Theresa (a widow), were over 70. Yes, there was a lot of cringe. Yet, I cried at Gerry & Theresa’s televised wedding last night. When their daughters spoke about how they wanted their parents to find happiness again, after such profound sorrow. Theresa’s daughter urged her mother to “put him first,” which seemed so generous given that Theresa is a highly-involved grandmother. The other thing that was inspiring was the (seemingly) real comraderie between the women. Even the runner-up (for lack of a better word), seemed truly happy to “celebrate love.”

So, thanks ABC. Looking back can be fun, but as Theresa said at one point, “there’s always something to look forward to.”

The golden couple

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