30 years in Panama and I never got a single serenade from my serenating husband. Maybe if I had things could have been different.
I didn’t think I could ask for one, it’s supposed to be a surprise isn’t it? All of a sudden you hear music under your window dedicated to you and you think, oh my god those guys are so drunk. Cuz that’s when they seranade. ( sorry I can’t seem to spell today)
It didn’t happen so frequently once we moved to the city but if I saw him leaving with guitar in hand it was suspicious, someone was getting a serenade, but not me.
Why not? I liked music and sentiment as much as anyone, why was I not favored?
Back in EL Real I heard of a few serenades for special occasions, for Mother’s day it was popular to offer a serenade, and my husband always complied, just not for me. Couldn’t he find anyone to sing with him for me? Just one thing missing of many during those years as I think back to how my life has changed so dramatically, where would we be now if I’d stayed. I’m kidding here, he was a good man and still is a good man. And now he has a wife that appreciates him, I hope he serenades her We just didn’t know how to be good together. We were not a “we” just a her and a he.
Happy Birthday Enrique!
I know what I need to do but I’m having trouble getting things done, or doing things that have no relationship to what needs doing.
I have four 20 x 20 inch good canvases that I should paint something fantastic on but I’m afraid I’ll make a mess so I haven’t even tried to paint anything on them, instead I spend time organizing my paints. My studio is a mess so I’m sure that will be my next project wasting time before getting started painting.
I need to watch some videos to get ideas to find my way back into a painting. The whole moving plan has my mind distracted from the steps I need to have a successful move, a successful future on the road.
I’m assuming you know about my plan to buy an rv and live in it blissfully making my way around the country side selling my art…tailgateart, here and there now and then and forever thankful for the idea that could work for me and my old age life.
I”ll start making lists, it’s so nice to be able to scratch them off as they are completed. I feel very excited about my new life plan and wish I had everything ready now but it looks like I won’t be able to go forward until May. Meanwhile I need to sell some paintings . And make prints to sell. And take my stuff to the market to sell. And add photos of my work to our neighborhood news.
One unsettling problem I’ve had is that my computer died and took along with it my photos Some but not all I’ve found in the cloud and can use them for prints, but the separate albums I”d make of family and friends is gone. I have an external hard drive but honestly I don’t know how to use it, everyone says just plug it in, but how to I know what is happening. I bought a refurbished MacBook so I’ll try to see what is on the hard drive using this newish computer.
Another failure computer wise, can’t find my pictures on the external disc, says I have no permission to see what’s there. I tried to correct permissions but couldn’t. Guess I’ll go organize my paint .