|cafe' au lait at the Cafe du monde (Delicious!!)|
A while back my cousins and I were conjuring up words that our mothers used that are no longer in our vocabulary today. One was banquette... which is New Orleans french for side-walk. When we were playing outside, mama always said to "stay on the banquette". Some others were lagniappe (a little something extra), neutral ground (median- strip of ground in middle of street), locker (closet), make doe doe (from the french dormir meaning to go to sleep), mange'r (eat!) ma cher'e (my dear) embrasser (to kiss). Of course if one still lives in New Orleans, most of these words are probably still in use (but not in Texas!).
Since we've lived here in Texas since 1971, I suppose we are honorary Texans. And we do love Texas. But as time goes by and we visit family back home in New Orleans, we've come to realize that it's a whole different world - one we miss to some extent, yet not living any of our adult lives there - (we married in New Orleans right after both graduating from LSUBR and left) - it's not our world anymore. It's our family's home and we love it, but our children and grandchildren were raised in Texas. Sometimes I wonder if we should consider moving back in our retirement years. And as much as I would like to be closer to family, I can't imagine that happening. Everything we know is here. Could/should we even consider uprooting? We could just make more frequent visits? Anyway, these thoughts pop up in my head occasionally. I personally don't think DH would consider moving - period! But you never know...
Our boys are here, but who knows if they will stay put. They're always considering taking jobs elsewhere and moving the family. Our daughter and her family are in the Hill Country around San Antonio and that's actually a wonderful retirement area. But again... I don't know. What it boils down to is that it's not the right time. Our long time next door neighbors just moved to a retirement village (very large and very nice) last year. They down-sized and seem happy with their decision. But again... I don't believe that it's the right time for us. We're still getting used to just being retired - finding our way - creating our elder years (so to speak).
Moving on to other topics...
I had my ultrasound (or sonogram) done yesterday. They did 2; one abdominal and one pelvic. The whole thing took about 45 mins. Glad that's over. Don't know when I'll get results, but not in any hurry anyway. When we came home (DH came with me), we ate a bit of lunch... and I fell asleep. Was exhausted for whatever reason... but slept really well for several hours.
This morning I walked in the park with a friend. It was not too hot and there was a nice breeze blowing. Then we sat in the shade and talked for a bit. It was nice. We need to do this more often.
This Friday is the 4th of July! And Sunday is my birthday! I think 69 scares me a little because the next one is 70... and to be honest, I find it hard to believe that I lasted this long. I know that sounds melodramatic... but guess my sister and brother dying in the 50's makes me think this way. But I feel healthy and strong and don't know why I shouldn't stay this way. I do feel my age sometimes... get tired easier... but sleep well and believe I have a normal amount of energy. My weight is probably about 10 pounds more than it should be... but age and less exercise is the culprit there... and I could do something about the exercise part.
Well, DH just put up a new flag in front. We used to have one there, but when he replaced the old wood a few years back, we had to take it down. Now we have a new one! Happy 4th Everyone! Enjoy and Be Safe!