Just a word about a young man at the pool, I'll refer to him as "D". He is absolutely gorgeous and the great thing about being my age is that I can tell him that with no qualms. When you are younger, you wouldn't dare tell anyone of the other gender he/she was gorgeous! The young female lifeguards envy me and my candor.
"I thought that was you," he said as I swam up at the end of the lane. As we distance-chatted, I realized that what made this lovely guy so attractive was his politeness (or is that "politesse"?) I also told him that too, congratulating his mother for how she reared him.
At my age, for some reason you become invisible -- except to aggressive young men in cars or trucks tailgating you. They see my white hair and just HAVE to get by me. Otherwise, no one notices you anywhere.
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On another note, I decided to turn my blog into a book....well actually with more than 1,700 posts since I began, it'll be seven volumes, hard cover. Very professional-looking, putting my wisdom into book form will only cost $1,200. Hahahaha! But I think it'll be worth it so my grandchildren will know that I am more than an old grandma who makes muffins. I am someone who has -- and had -- a very interesting life and career, someone with opinions and brains. Otherwise, I will die and they will not have known me.
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