Someone just reminded me that I really want
to see Neil Diamond in concert before I die.  Or before he
dies.  I almost posted that I’d marry any guy who got me a ticket
when he came through last October.  (They were $70!!)  But I
think my dad might have thrown a fit.  And even Neil isn’t enough
to base a lifelong commitment on…so I didn’t say it, but I thought
it.  And I still really want to see him someday.  Dad says
he’s a born performer, and his concerts would be amazing even though he’s getting old now.  *sigh*

Okay, sorry, but that was all I could remember that I’ve been thinking
about.  That, and I’ve been reading a new biography about Ava
Gardner, and being suddenly glad I wasn’t born beautiful and never
pursued a career in Hollywood.  And I don’t think I could ever
marry a movie star.   Can you imagine the pressure?

Later, when I’m feeling less nonsensical, I’ll post about what God
has been teaching me this past week.  And I still have pictures to
post of the CO 100.

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