A little humor on Friday- vu den?

Mama liked this song -100.3 FM out of North Palm Beach. “It seems we stood and talked like this before.
We looked at each other in the same way then.
But we can’t remember where or when.”

So as we looked out the window toward the orchid tree we heard a little birdie chirping a tune. We recognized the song and called the bird Sophie Sunshine.
In a sounds of silence fashion we feel grateful to be able to hear the mocking birds and not the loud sirens up First Avenue.

After a little Shpatzir around we found a next day delivery dinette table. Shout out to A and M and the perfect chairs.
On to lunch. We walked next door and ordered two sides with our fresh off the bone turkey sandwich from 3 GGG’s.

The audible from a large table of SENIORS, as we looked up from putting mustard on our baked knish, and the first of many guten you’s was as goes.

“Evelyn you know I need to sit at the end seat I’m a lefty. I’m a lefty (eyeball roll) too, says Barbara. Ok then you sit-and how was your day?

They order water only, they’ll have de- cafe with the dessert- free hamantaschen for Purim.

“Florence wanna share a side of chopped liver? It’s divine on the turkey and their delicious rye-bread -no seeds) for the diverticulitis prone.

So if you hold out till Tuesdays in the sunbelt and post your sun-pass on your windshield and if you buy a lottery ticket at Publix you can save $20 bucks if you enter your phone number. Epes- so many “contingents upon.” A Zuchen vey.

Looking forward to water aerobics to burn off some lbs. from our everything (free at the clubhouse bialys.)
Talk later gotta take a snooze before the early bird at the Greek (best hummus) place on Federal Highway. Now we remember “where and when.“ Nitra’n.

In a most delightful way! 🀄️

In every game that must be won.
There is an element of fun.
You find the “run” and snap.
Fill the tiles in the gap.
The game is just a game. ( yeah right)
Every hand you undertake.
Becomes a piece cake.
A lark, a spree it’s very clear to see.

Just a sh*t load of jokers helps the
mah jongg hand go down.
The mah jongg hand go down.
The mah jongg hand go down.
In a most delightful way.

In every hand you undertake.
Add a piece of cake.
3 cracks, 4 dots , one flower maybe more.
It’s you who’s keeping score.
Shake it up and go explore.
Never tried that hand before?
Cause Consecutive run is such a bore.

Add a flower to the mix.
And pull out all the tricks.
You picked a North and West.
Switch to the Winds and add the rest.
They got passed around a lot.
Just pull out all the stops.
Cause…

Just a sh*t load of jokers.
Helps the mah jongg hand go down.
The mah jongg hand go down.
The mah jongg hand go down.
In the most delightful way.
Make it a fun Tuesday.

Go ahead try the chocolate babka. You could plotz.

How to Win Friends and Influence People-with a much needed Twist.

“Understand people’s anxiety- Always have a suntan-” Aristotle Onassis-

Dale Carnegie-kind and ever so real. He Won friends and influenced people he never met. His basic principle to aim for cheerful friendliness and approach things with zero ambiguity. His motto “Don’t criticize, condemn or complain.”

His book has gone the distance on the daily, like our morning coffee. His suggestions served as the prototype for all The Chicken Soup for the Soul publications. Helen Gurley Brown in her Cosmopolitan style, told it like it was as career and love life merged, through red lipstick and panty hose and we listened.

Who remembers Revlon “coffee bean” lipstick and a spritz of Shalimar on the way out the door to hang with friends?

We watched, we must confess, early on when Phil Donahue met “That Girl” and interviewed Jean Nidetch (founder of Weight Watchers.) We learned the value of zero point foods in an attempt to keep our girlish figure.

Back to -Oh Dale, how your words resonated loud and clear upon first read and today when we need a reminder. That unpleasant look from so and so the other day had everything to do with them and very little to do with us. People project their feelings and own bias when they’re defending the one side of the story they didn’t hear.

We long for the days when we walked into the candy store and put the new Betty and Veronica, Little Dot and Dennis the Menace comics on the counter next to our bazooka and red licorice treats. How bout the primordial smells of the gum in the pack of baseball cards that one of the kids on your block shared with you? The very familiar smell of a brand new spalding ball lingers on in our bag of childhood treasures. Exhuming those scents easier than remembering, well a-lot these days.

We believe our first art lesson was on Etch a Sketch, and early writing lessons happened through creating stories of where Barbie and Ken would go on their honeymoon. We thought Bermuda would be nice. One guilty pleasure we recall was chewing double bubble, piece after piece (not knowing we were helping our dentist enjoy his summer home in the Berkshires with each bubble that landed smack across our faces.)

Oh the 60’s, where art thou now? Our world is bleeding out of control. Worry, insomnia and zapped energy a deleterious trifecta too common in our everyday. So hit it Dale-“ Get busy. Keep busy. it’s the cheapest kind of medicine there is on earth- and one of the best.” Thanks, Mr. Carnegie -we’re in.

Doubling Down on Levity-🙏

This is just for the moment when we take our eyes off the screen, pick our head up from the daily News and wipe the fear and horror off our faces.

Then one day the sky fell down.
No chicken little warning- the house fell on the witches legs and just like that the emperor had no clothes.

Cinderella lost more than her slipper and the three blind mice could no longer run. Mother Goose stopped singing nursery rhymes and stood by as prisoners exercised around the “mulberry bush.” There were no rainbows and we waited for happier days to be here again-hit it Barbra with an A.

Severus Snape knew that “the dark arts are varied, ever changing and eternal. Fighting them is like fighting a many-headed monster, which each time a neck is severed, sprouts a head even fiercer and more clever than before.”

Even though Tom (Tom and Jerry) was the antagonist, all of us felt for Tom. “After all what good is a cat if he can’t get the better of a rat.” From our own little corner in our own little chair- uh, oh! we spied with our little eye a black cat crossing our path.

And to quote Elmer Fudd in his garden of evil- “Shhh. Be vewy, vewy quiet. I’m hunting wabbits.” Only in that case, the hunter gets hunted always.

Then we ran into Mary Poppins who offered us a spoon full of sugar. It helped the medicine go down. We began to believe again and just like we know pruning flowers helps new ones grow bigger and brighter, alas the Prince of Tides helped our ship sail in.

We turned the beat around, stopped playing victim and got behind the wheel to claim our power back.

If you believe in magic, follow toto down the yellow brick road and know that somewhere between the curtain and the wizard is a place called Home.

Nice to meet ya!

Come here ya got schmutz on your face.
Ugh, what am I gonna do with you?
We are meeting that couple we met at Jukebox Bingo for a bite tonight.
Rochelle and Stanley Levitt are their names. He’s the guy with the crooked toupee, I know, I know, but he has a sweet smile so focus below the eyebrows.
I could a plotz when she invited us for Chablis and Brie- I could break out in Song. You should only know from it.

We are going to eat after at 3 GGG’s. You like the panko breaded flounder and all the choices of sides. No I’m not gonna give you a look if you order the sweet potato fries. Yeah, go to town with yourself. B’H.
Rochelle asked if we want to come back to her villa after dinner and play Canasta, base of 3. I answered for us a resounding “Sure.” Could you faint? Remember to count the 7’s and Aces. You shouldn’t give the pack. What a ya mean who is Rochelle?

Ok, I will pick you up after mah jongg. I am filling in for Blanche she has a dermo appt. I know, I know one of the women in the game bugs the bejesus out of me, but the new card is coming out end of month and I wanna play one more time with the 2024 one.
What time is your poker game over today? Poka in Boca ha! ha!

Maybe you could bring a few pieces of rugelach home from the cardroom. In my life- the Best. I don’t know if they bake them here.
What time did you say the handyman was coming to hang our ketubah? Think I will have time to pick up Salmon at the Grove before he comes? I will put on the honey mustard. You like it that way.
Ok, I am off to chair yoga, see you after your haircut. Remember to have him trim your nose hair. A zuchen vay.
Zie gezunt.