Sure, it's been a while.
Monday, 12. February 2007, 00:40:07
Yep, a long while since I last wrote anything here. In a year or so, a lot happens.
1. An old flame revisited. End result looks to be an April marriage, to a woman I divorced some 16 year ago. We've both had time to mature since then, so this time it looks like there's a fighting chance to make it work.
2. A "forced" move. Some of you who have read my past posts here know that for one reason or another I was living at my father's house. Well, last October he took sick and we had to move him first to a hospital and then to a nursing home. The thought of increasing expenses forced us-- by which I mean his offspring which includes two brothers and a sister, besides me-- to get the old house ready for sale. That meant I had to move, and I now reside with my soon-to-be wife in a three-bedroom flat on Chicago's West Side. It's a tad small, like most of those old Victorian-era places, but hey, it works.
3. This last bit makes me wish I could put a black border around this entire post, but right now I don't want to look it up even assuming it's possible. Regrettably, my father died last Sunday. He was eighty-seven, a month short to the day of his eighty-eighth birthday.
Onward and forward. I guess I'll have to work a little harder to keep this up, eh? While I'm at it, I'll probably have to introduce you to my bride, as soon as I can show her how all this is done. Till then,...
1. An old flame revisited. End result looks to be an April marriage, to a woman I divorced some 16 year ago. We've both had time to mature since then, so this time it looks like there's a fighting chance to make it work.
2. A "forced" move. Some of you who have read my past posts here know that for one reason or another I was living at my father's house. Well, last October he took sick and we had to move him first to a hospital and then to a nursing home. The thought of increasing expenses forced us-- by which I mean his offspring which includes two brothers and a sister, besides me-- to get the old house ready for sale. That meant I had to move, and I now reside with my soon-to-be wife in a three-bedroom flat on Chicago's West Side. It's a tad small, like most of those old Victorian-era places, but hey, it works.
3. This last bit makes me wish I could put a black border around this entire post, but right now I don't want to look it up even assuming it's possible. Regrettably, my father died last Sunday. He was eighty-seven, a month short to the day of his eighty-eighth birthday.
Onward and forward. I guess I'll have to work a little harder to keep this up, eh? While I'm at it, I'll probably have to introduce you to my bride, as soon as I can show her how all this is done. Till then,...
WIDGETIZE
Gary Denness # 16. February 2007, 03:47