May Day 2018 5/18/18
Fridays used to have greater meaning for me and my buds. Now that I am approaching old folks age, I can still remember some of the details.
About 20 years ago, my best buddy was my spouse and we were very content to order an Avanti pizza, rent a movie from a local Blockbuster shop, and hang out in the living room as a family. This had been going on decades or so until we began watching the Friday night cable TV and rented movies, the kids would go out and play with their friends, as we separately went to the study and worked on the computer and Internet. Sadly, this got old too soon.
Nevertheless, we seemed successful to take this time to recharge for the active weekend and going back to work on Mondays.
My ex-wif seemed to enjoy giggling and flirting with our divorced next door neighbor along the fence line. No foolin’, I was able to witness it by looking out the kitchen window while I toiled on washing the pots and pans… silly me, I didn’t think too much of it.
About the time our family had achieved “empty nest” status interpersonal relations in the household hit an all-time low during 2005 or so. Some of us were willing to work things out and the other parts of us were ready to give up, ‘cut bait’ and go fishing in some other water hole.
I felt like I was a lucky one who had Country Corner (pictured above) across the street for me to ‘chillax’, smoke some stogies, drink free excellent coffee and have intercourse (conversations) with neighbors and make new friends. Nowadays, the kind proprietors who operated the corner store have passed away (2017-2018) and are having intercourse amongst the angels in heaven.
Excuse me, I have to walk the dog… to be continued…
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