Auld Lang Syne

Alright 26 show us what’s on “tap.”

Right-left-right cha cha cha.

25’s about to wrap.

Let’s do the hokey pokey.

Double down and bet the store.

We ‘ll turn on the victrola.

And dance across the floor.

A little twist and hully gully.

If that’s what it will take.

Then we’ll lindy hop and jitterbug.

No more dancing just in place.

Hit the ground and sprint ahead.

Add input to affect a change.

Come on boogie woogie bugle boy.

The top man of your craft. 

“Stroll”into the New Year and bring along your draft.

Let’s “tap” into the Bossa Nova.

Rock and Roll and “all that jazz.”

Bunny hop and two step.

Swing dance with great pizzazz.

Step one, dance two. 

Shouts The Chorus from the line.

Fine tune an Arabesque, stay on Pointe and redefine. 

Add elbow grease to team effort.

Realign your goals in mind.

Offering a leg up, if anyone falls behind. 

So as you chasse across the finish line.

Or Fred Astaire across the ceiling.

We will welcome in this brand new year.

Position one as we are kneeling.

Hit it Elton.

“So goodbye yellow brick road.

Where the dogs of society howl.

You can’t plant me in your penthouse.

I’m going back to my plough.”

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.

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.

“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.” Zei gezunt.

Go to grateful on repeat.

Disneyland, Disney World add Dolls in wheelchairs to “It’s a Small World” attraction.

They had no more raisin bran muffins left at our local deli so we went to corn, Plan B. The restaurant only had a 6:00 or 9:30 time slot available to dine. So yes, we went to Plan B.

One and done meager, alternative, are you kidding me easy choices.

Up again early, in a time to make the donuts moment we watched the news as Christina Applegate, (Married with Children) received her Star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

She was barefoot and being held by her co-star Katey Segal. She was strong, albeit weepy as she explained her latest diagnosis of MS.

We binged watched her performance in the Dead to Me series. What is touted as her best and funniest laugh out loud work is Anchorman, with Will Ferrell.

She is a versatile actress. Funny, clever, engaging. We really like her style.

As we drank our early morning coffee and ate our plan b muffin we read the newspaper and came upon the story about Dolls in Wheelchairs at Disney.

This newly added diversity representing a population of children, who in the everyone got something category live with the physical limitation of getting up and walking to the pool and so on.

In 2019 Ali Stoker caught our attention on Glee. She was the first person on Broadway to perform from her wheelchair. She was paralyzed since youth from a spinal cord injury as a result of a car accident. After her acclimation through her devastating initial shock she never begrudged her fate, studied performance art and went the distance, sitting down.

If anything her disability served as a motivator and helped propel her all the way to her Tony winning performance in Oklahoma.

Ali Stoker has since become part of the #AerieREAL Role Model Campaign. It is a body positive and inclusivity initiative led by the underwear retailer Aerie. The campaign highlights a diverse group of women from varied industries and backgrounds and uses their unretouched photos in ads.

So just for today let’s embrace our individuality, mix in our limitations, kick the crap out of Plan B —and remember when it comes down to it- “It’s a small world after all.” Make someone else’s day.

Moise Pupik come sit by me.
Need and few answers from a self important lad like thee. 
The world is collapsing in a kaput like fashion.
Our ancestors would plotz, you can only imagine.
With despots and bullies and fighting on the streets.
The U.S.of A. succumbing to- Ctrl. Alt. Delete. 
We are screaming in hallways and crying aloud.
Despair and horror -so far from proud.
 The imbalance in caste systems tips the scale so far.
Americans not eating, not even from a jar.
Can we sit back and wait for the roar of the crowd?
To get louder and stronger trying to help burst the bubble that is shrouding the cloud.
 Can the swamp keep draining, pull the plug and drain low?
Putting food in all mouths closing down the crap show.
Come Dancer, come Prancer time is creeping on by.
We cry for the reality that soars far and wide.

 With no mistake and don’t get us wrong.

 Come stand United- crossing fingers strong!

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 at Poppies. Love the bread basket with the onion rolls.

Tomorrow we have another date. 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, how it rhymes. 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 told you one of the women in the game bugs the bejesus out of me. But I wanna play a little, I got a Willy.
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. Sweet, but not too sweet.
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. With the double baked Potatoes from Doris’ you’ll have a good meal for yourself.
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.