What There Is To Know About Me
SB, as her sun sets. Β Β
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Susannah, thank you for this glimpse into what makes you tick. It was very insightful without any fluff. Most was not surprising, since I’ve been following your posts for more than a few years, but it was revealing seeing all the bits and pieces in one spot.
What a wonderful compliment your gentleman park sitter gave you! Jackie was a class act, and so are you.
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He might have been buttering me up. You know how men can be, and the fact that he’s hitting 80, hasn’t slowed him up a bit. Those socks, if they could only talk. π
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Sweet!
Best, Hal
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Thank you. π
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It’s fascinating, the structure of a human being, isn’t it? We have all of these countless small places inside of us, fascinatingly constructed into this big picture. Thank you for sharing some of these small, special places.
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It was an interesting exercise in a modest assessment of one self. You should try it.
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Muchas gracias SB. π
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You’re welcome, but I meant me…what I wrote. LOL You men. It’s all about you. Pizza is in order.
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You mean . . it’s not? LOL.
Pizza! Get your pizza HEAH!!
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I’ll take two slices with mushrooms please, and if you have a little parsley on hand, add a little, to freshen one’s breath.
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I love mushrooms. Favorite pizza topping.
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Me too. I often toss them in scrambled eggs.
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Mmmmmm, how great is that.
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Don’t laugh, but I read it in Eleanor Coppola’s book, Notes From a Life, when she made them for Francis and their kids.
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I love mushrooms on a pie. I love vegetarian pies best of all. Just a better taste, in my opinion.
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I’m now so hungry.
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Your sun is far from setting. You’ve got plenty of day light left.
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Well Midget, you being a Californian and all, must know a thing or two about sun. π
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Not today. The rain has finally arrived. Of the cats and dogs variety.
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It sounds cozy and romantic.
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Yeah, it’s easier when it’s your idea to spill your guts, as it were.
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If only there were romance left in the world. π
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There is. You just need to be vigilant in creating it. π
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He sounds like an interesting chap and maybe next time you should share in person.
Meanwhile, it was lovely to read about what makes you tick.
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He’s an old member of the New York gentry, that’s all I know about him, and I can tell you anything in print, but in person, consider me Greta Garbo.
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I get it. Funny how the computer gives us the barrier needed to open up π
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I enjoyed your description of you. I’m quite jealous of the guy approaching eighty who gets to talk to you in person. Since I’m approaching eighty (in May) and your thoughts are similar to mine, I can’t help be envious. I don’t have cordovan loafers but do have killer socks. Super post, Susannah.
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Thanks John. You’re spiffier than he is. He’s just local. π
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Self assessment is tough…sort of like proof reading my own text.
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Yes.
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That is a thought-provoking question to be asked, almost sounds like the standard interview opening question: “Tell me a bit about yourself.” You’re quite the person. I’m glad you’re my friend.
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You flatter me. I’m certainly grateful to have you as mine, David.
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I love that summary of yourself, and liked the idea of reading fragile love letters. You are so very special.
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They do become almost biblical in their fraying from being inside a box or drawer. I’m grateful I kept them, so unlike the Shaker in me who keeps nothing current. Looks like we make love an exception. π
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Love is exceptional.
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Even when it’s fleeting.
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But the memories last and last!
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They do, you’re right. They leave much clarity in their wake as proof they were there.
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I enjoyed reading this poetic summary of Susannah. The description of reading old letters was poignant. The importance of doing for others is no surprise, but good to point out.
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Love letters. Jackie Kennedy apparently burned all of hers. For me, they whisper, that once, I was loved. Thanks Eileen.
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His question seemed like a classier version of “Tell me about yourself”. Any time a date asks me that I want to run screaming. Now I realize the the problem I have is not with the question but the person asking. More often than not, my dates just don’t have anything to say and just throw that question out there without any thought.
Not too much surprise for me in your description. I can tell you are classy, kind, generous, a keen observant of life and a great writer. I didn’t know or perhaps I don’t remember that you don’t eat meat. I always pictured you having a steak at The Carlyle.
Many blessings to you Susannah! β₯β₯
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You’ve made me think of the writer Fran, Lebowitz, when they asked her, what her favorite animal was, said steak. I’m not much of a dater. I can’t quite master it for starters, and well…I could be reading. The last guy I went out with, there seemed to be 3 of us…him, me and his phone. I was so turned off, I went to the ladies room, and never came back. The guy in the Park is just an acquaintance, married forever, grown kids, grand kids. But men like him are fun to speak to because they have lots to share being on the planet for so long. The fact that he could talk even a little about Jackie Kennedy makes him very interesting. Wish I had a historical anecdote to share. Maybe one day. Thanks, as always. π
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Books are definitely better than most dates I have had, but still I keep trying. I guess I am a glutton for punishment :-(, or just hopeful. I keep searching, not necessarily for love, but for interesting people such as your friend. I love meeting new people and gaining insight from their experiences.
oh no, poor guy sitting there waiting for you to return. Hopefully he got the message and won’t do it again.
I love reading all your anecdotes and tidbits!
Wishing you warmth in this cold snowy evening! β₯β₯
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I’m sure he and his phone had a nice evening. It’s okay to keep trying as long as it feels right. As for me, I feel as if I’ve just pulled my car off the road at a rest stop. For how long? God only knows. π
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… and if it is meant to be, you will be found by a handsome driver while taking a break from the road π β₯
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That’s always the better route to take, no pun intended…when you’re not looking, not to mention, at your most attractive. π
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You had me at those yellow socks. That is a sign of interest. As for you, snickers in the fridge? Girl, high five!!
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Only a real secure guy wears pastels.
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