Truly thought I'd written my blog for today--and was reminded that I hadn't. Only one of the many things that I've forgotten along the way.
It always makes me happy when some younger person tells me he or she is forgetful too so I can think for awhile that it's not old-age creeping up on me.
Yesterday I went to the doc's for my annual physical. The parking lot was packed and I had to go find an alternate place to park--a vacant lot--and walk back. The waiting room was standing room only with several people sitting outside on benches. Several of the folks wore masks. I always go prepared for a long wait and had a good book to read.
I learned the reason for the crowd was people wanting flu shots. I was called in for my time with the doctor. I was chatting with him about the "pleasures" of getting old and mentioned that a lot of things that I saw my mom go through I have experienced too. I said, "My mom and my sister both had kidney stones, but I haven't." He said, "Then you have something to look forward to," and laughed.
He's a charmer though, the whole time he was doing his exam, he asked me questions about my writing, including if I could sit down and have lunch with any writer who would it be? I have the good fortune of knowing many writers and having lunch with quite a few of them. But thinking about the question now, I think it would be great fun to have lunch and a good visit with all the members of the Stiletto Gang.
What author or authors would you most like to have lunch and visit with?