It’s already the middle of July. Neither of us is sick and hopefully we will stay that way. We have agreed to an installation of the boiler. It turns out that our first estimate was the best estimate we could get. How exactly we will pay for it remains a matter of considerable interest to us at least. I feel like I’m bungee jumping, but I’m not sure if the rubber bands are too long and I’m going to hit the rocks. The bounce back might not be a whole lot of fun.

And now, the questions:


What song always gets you out on the dance floor?a

These days? Surely you jest. But back when I actually could (sort of) dance, anything by The Rolling Stones and Creedence Clearwater Revival. Slow dancing I can manage, but my back has been pretty bad for a really long time … most of my life, in fact.

What’s your favorite sleeping position?

I was always a left side sleeper until I lost one more vertebrae, the S-1 which is the bottom of the heap and the one on which everything else sits. That was a finishing touch I could have done without. Now, I have no choice. I have to sleep on my back because my hips are too sore for me to sleep on my side. My hips are actually fine, but the nerves in the back make them throb. There’s an irony in there somewhere, but I’m not sure where.

If you could snap your fingers and instantly make the world better, what would you do?

I’m going to take the fifth on that one.

What’s the scariest thing you’ve ever done, and why did you do it?

I’m not sure. Maybe it was the seventh time in a row that I rode The Cyclone at Coney Island with my 10-year old granddaughter? I refused the eighth run. One more time around and they’d have needed a gurney to get me off. I’ve done more stupid than scary things. Lots of stupid things including one husband I can barely mention in a sentence. He’s kind of my personal Orange Head. I think I’m living proof that having a high IQ does not prevent you from doing incredibly dumb stuff. And not just once, either.

Ah, about gratitude.

We are surviving. I’m pretty sure I’ll make it to the election. After that? Who knows? With the way this Coronavirus keeps snapping back just when we think we’ve gotten past it? It may be a slow killer, but it’s still a killer.

Author: Marilyn Armstrong

Opinionated writer with hopes for a better future for all plus a big helping of cynicism.


  1. Before I forget to mention it, I love this new set up, it works so well. Easy to navigate, easy to see, the colour is lovely and I can see at a glance what is what. LOVE it. I might have to find a way to do this. Copying is good? lol.


    1. I danced when I could. Then I couldn’t. I also had to give up riding horses and that was really hard for me. But I refused to give up roller coasters. I knew it was bad for me, but I didn’t care. I figured my back was very bad and was — no matter what I did — going to get worse. I might as well enjoy the ride.

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