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A snowy heron. Photo taken by TulipFleurs 0409.

Yo Gabba Gabba!  What a name for a television show? It works for children.  My great-nephew  really knows, and is doing the theme dance with them.

Hard to believe four months have elapsed in the year two thousand and nine.  Haven’t taken the driving lessons I promised or even open the New Years’ wine.

Haven’t gone on any elusive first dates or afternoon cafe meetings.  April’s here and have received few un-solicited Birthday greetings!

This is the year of my fading 40s to become more social, and make new friends.   T’is difficult when you’re without transportation, with so many events to attend.

I attended the Un-Valentines dance in February, on V-day nonetheless.  It was enjoying, the dancing and mixer game, me in a new party dress.

Time passed quickly and the dance was over by midnight.  I was still wired from the ambience, the Rum and fine Gents.  Being shy, I retreated to the double double room I’d booked in case my best pal would attend.

She would not and so I’d gone alone, took public transportation w/cabs and boogied to the last song.  I was ‘adopted’ by a 30s something table and didn’t have to dance to my faves from the disco era alone.  I was asked by two to dance and to both I accepted.  Beautiful cardio.  I asked as many and (as the Coach advises) was not rejected.

I feel handicapped, not driving. I feel lonely and Blue.  Time to escape into the television, Amazing Race will do.  Happy Sunday, and Blessed week ahead to You!