Monday, November 03, 2014

Happy New Year 2009

Jack, the Cajun and Bob C. - 2008

I began blogging in 2005. For that year I only had one blog post. Back at that time I was under a great deal of stress to sell our house in Pennsylvania. I was carrying two mortgages,totaling almost $4,000 a month. I was quickly sinking under water. In 2006 I posted a total of five blog posts. In 2007, when we finally sold our house in Pennsylvania and moved to Delaware, I posted no blog entries. I was exhausted from the stress of selling our house and almost going under financially. When I finally moved to Delaware and settled down, I made friends with Bob C., the Cajun, and Paul and Jack. We used to meet once a week on a Sunday at the Purple Parrot in Rehoboth Beach for a friendly get together. My last two blog entries this month have been about time. Specifically about Daylight Savings time ending. This entry that I'm posting tonight is also about time. How fast time flies by and how friendships change. Our group no longer meets on a Sunday night. We've all gone our different ways. Some for health reasons and some have just drifted apart. But I was looking through my old blog postings tonight and I came across this rather nostalgic, sweet posting of friends. Of course I'm the subject, showing off my newly bejeweled shirt to the Cajun and friends. Oh how I wish we had those times back again. This blog posting just goes to prove, make the most of the time you have here now because all too soon those good times are gone. If we're lucky we can make new good times. If we're lucky. But one thing never changes, the fond memories of times past like this. I have been very lucky to have friends like this.

(The following was originally posted December 30, 2008):

Last night several of my friends agreed to join me for Mumbo Jumbo Burger night at the Purple Parrot restaurant in Rehoboth Beach. This was our New Year's Eve celebration. We're too old to stay up for tomorrow night's standard New Year's Eve celebration. We'll all be in bed by 10 o'clock tomorrow night except me, and I'll be working at the Inn until 11 PM. I will get home in time to watch the countdown but it will be in the comfort and quiet of my own bedroom. I prefer that alternative than to paying some outrageously high cover charge to bring in the New Year's at some eatery and then take my chances getting hit by a drunk driver on the way home.

We discussed New Year's Eve celebrations of the past and we all agreed that New Year's Eve is perhaps the most overrated holiday of the year. Big whoop. The best times I had on New Year's was back in the 70's during my peak bar hopping and socializing days. I'm long past those days both mentally and physically. I have no regrets. I've had my share of good times. (This is beginning to sound like a Frank Sinatra song.) Now it is the turn of much younger folk. I hope they are lucky enough to experience the adventures that I did in my youth. They should only be so lucky.


Normally, I'm not off on Monday nights. My work schedule is Monday and Thursday nights. However, this year my co-worker Bob, who works Tuesdays and Wednesdays, asked me to trade with him on New Year's Eve so he could attend a family function. Sure, why not? I have nothing planned for New Year's Eve. I would be glad to trade time slots with him.

Usually, my friends and I gather on Sunday nights at the Purple Parrot (or as we call it "The Feathered One") for a festive time. The Purple Parrot runs specials. Sunday nights are Prime Rib night. Mondays, are "Mumbo Jumbo Night." That's a pound of char grilled hamburger boys and girls with your own fixins. One pound. That's a lot of meat to eat at one sitting. But, the burger is so good that most of us dispatched that one pound hamburger down our pie holes. All except Wayne and myself. I can be a pig, but one pound of hamburger is a bit much for me. Wayne also had a some left on his plate too before the waiter took out plates away.

The video shows a little gentle joking about my rhinestone embedded Basic Back Shirt . I like dark solid colors but I also like color. A few weeks ago I was in the cloth section at the Dover Wal-Mart and a package of sparkling rhinestones caught my eye. Years ago I had sewed some flowers and bluebirds on my Dad's western shirt. I liked it so much, I sewed some of that same embroidery on one of my "going out to the bar" western shirts. It was always a hit. I got lots of attention. So, I thought, why not? I'm all about getting attention and spicing up life for myself and friends around me. I wasted no time in purchasing the most glittery packet of rhinestones that I could find. Yesterday, while trying to decide what to wear, the influence of the Philadelphia Mummer's Parade came out in me. All those years in the 70's when I trudged into center city Philadelphia to shiver in the cold and watch the Mummer's Parade and dart in and out of the Westbury and Allegro bars to keep warm, was coming to the fore now. Ah, to relive those memories of the past. So it was that last night, with my glittery applications, I relieved those days of yore when I was young, pretty and full of energy. If only for an hour or so. Today it is back to reality. Wrinkes, gray hairs, and an aching back.

Last night it was good to get together again with friends. To gently poke fun at one another and have a good laugh. We can never bring back yesterday but we can make today special. We did that last night. Happy New Year to one and all.


Jack, the Cajun and me - 2008

4 comments:

  1. what lovely photos!

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    1. Dr. Spo,
      I know I often annoy folks taking so many pictures but isn't it worth it? Absolutely!
      Ron

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  2. Thank God for social media and FaceTime, phones, computers, (Skype)… to stay in touch with our friends and family but work, distance and life get in the way. I read not long ago that one of the biggest regret people have before dying is not to have kept in touch with their friends (or family). This is a nice blog post Ron!

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    1. Nadege,
      Some people complain about social media that it causes us to lose old fashioned face to face contact but they're missing the point. Actually, with FaceTime and e-mail we stay more in contact that we would the "old fashioned way" of meeting in the church or neighborhood. We still maintain those contacts but our communication is enhanced with social media.
      Ron

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