Down the rabbit hole

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The last NZ post will be simmering until later this week.

But I HAVE to post something today (New Year’s Eve) because it’s the 6th anniversary of (drum roll please…) my very first blog post.

Tada!!

Quite honestly, I didn’t think I had one years worth of words in me let alone six!

Also, AGMA just went over 5000 followers this month.  That’s kinda of a big milestone too (for me.)  Although, I’m not really sure where most of them are since there are only about 40 or 50 AWESOME folks who actually read and comment on AGMA posts.

And because you are reading this, YOU, my friends, ARE freakin’ AWESOME!

Because it’s New Years Eve (in the US that is), there will be many (probably very poorly sung) renditions of Auld Lang Syne in the closing hours of 2019.  People who’ve had too many adult beverages will be hanging all over partners, dates, family and/or friends, crying, with snotty noses, and really screwing up the words to this traditional Scottish ballad.

So what exactly does “auld lang syne” mean?  Inquiring minds…

According to the source of all wisdom and knowledge, Wikipedia, “the poem’s Scots title may be translated into standard English as ‘old long since’ or, more idiomatically, ‘long long ago’,’days gone by’, or ‘old times’. Consequently, ‘For auld lang syne’, as it appears in the first line of the chorus, might be loosely translated as ‘for the sake of old times’.”

A couple of nights ago, AGMA fell down the “days gone by” “for the sake of old times” rabbit hole.

I decided to clean out my plastic bin full of old Christmas cards.

Yes, I had a bin full of old Christmas cards.  Doesn’t everybody?

Being certain I had just cleaned the bin out a few years ago, I dove in, pulling out any Christmas letters and photographs or photo cards.  I’m saving those.

It would take time to explain…

What became very clear to me was that AGMA had NOT cleaned out the bin a few years ago.  Unless you consider finding cards from back to 2006 “a few years ago”.

I’m fairly certain that some of the years in between got thrown out in a previous purge.  There wasn’t 13 years worth of cards in the bin.  Maybe only 9 or 10.

Yeah – there were a sh*tload of cards.

But when I started sorting through the cards, I felt the stings of my crusty AGMA heart being pulled.

There were cards/letters/pictures from:

  • people I had totally forgotten about (that made AGMA sad.)
  • people no longer with us like Al, hubs very first manager way back in the 70’s, my Uncle Harry,  and my old high school bestie, Ann (that made me really sad)
  • people who were once happily married, but are no longer (married and/or happy)
  • people who don’t speak to me now because we have opposing political views like my cousin Bob, my brother, and many of my former suburban “mom” friends from Ohio (only makes me semi-sad)
  • people who were incredibly important to me (and I to them) for a season, but that season has long passed, and we no longer exchange holiday greetings
  • people who were the picture of health, but have since been ravaged by illness and, in some cases, dementia
  • people who sent pictures of their children’s graduation from high school who are now sending pictures of their grandchildren
  • people who were one Christmas card people for various reasons

Total rabbit hole.  I was up in the attic for several hours.

I even found a copy of the letter we sent out in Christmas cards in 1990!  I read over it and thought, “Damn…that was a fast 29 years!”

“Time flies, and then you die” is a quote I heard years ago and have never really gotten out of my head.

Short and not so sweet, it gets to the heart of the matter…  We only go around once; there are no redos.

So, AGMA wants all you freakin’ awesome folks to make everyday of 2020 count – especially if you are NOT aging gracefully like me!

Jump off a building (attached to some sort of a safety device of course); do a zip line; travel someplace that makes you uncomfortable (but maybe not to an active volcano); eat strange food (like a whitebait fritter for Thanksgiving); love on your loved ones so they KNOW, without a doubt that you love them; get your second tattoo (or your first); listen to music that is not genre you normally listen to; get rid of stuff that has been in boxes for years; make friends with somebody who looks different than you; do goat yoga once; make time to meditate (on whatever you want) each day; make phone calls or write letters/emails/tweets to your elected officials to tell them what they are doing right OR wrong; give money (if you can afford it) to organizations who support causes you believe in (NOT a tRump charity please!!); get a new hairstyle/cut/color(s); go to a museum in the town you live in that you’ve never been to before…

Well – you get the idea!

AGMA’s just happy I’ve stuck with this little blog for six years! It’s brought me more joy than I could have ever imagined.  And ya’ll have given me, thought your comments and posts, the gift of YOU, which is most precious indeed!

Thank you from the bottom of my sometimes crusty, but always loving (shhhh – don’t tell anybody, it could ruin my reputation) heart!

Here’s to days gone by and all the days yet ahead in 2020!

Happy New Year!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

20 thoughts on “Down the rabbit hole

  1. Goat yoga??
    Congrats on 6 years of blogging! I’ve been along for the ride for the past 3 or 4 years. Still remember being tickled pink by the name of your blog and the corresponding header pic! 😄
    Happy 2020, AGMA!

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    • Thanks Donna!! And I like the iron thing! I have a Clydesdale horseshoe I won at the Budweiser Brewery in St. Louis that is a mighty piece of iron. Maybe I’ll put it out and display it this year! And maybe I can write a post about it? Good idea! Thanks! (talk much to yourself AGMA?)

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  2. Hi! I too am still writing along. I some how lost you for awhile. For that I apologize).
    Good to know you are doing well and keeping busy. I had to stop commenting on our President’s activities. I was trying to catch everything posted about him; I was trying to find a bit of hope that maybe he realized he was not a good person, and especially not a good president. I wanted to see that he had been impeached and ousted. But that didn’t happen. So instead of commenting on and searching for those and similar posts, I decided I could not spread positivity while reading about him. The thought terrified me that if he started a war he could not be kicked out. I have to look that up!. Anyway, delighted that I found you again and you are doing well. Keep on writing. Maybe we will be the oldest or longest blogging bloggers someday ! Take care,Happy New Year, AGMA!!!

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    • Thanks Joyful!! And so happy you found me again! I agree with you – it’s so difficult to follow something as depressing as what is coming out of the White House. Just when you think he can’t get any worse, he does! I have had to back off of the news and social media… We do what we can do in our own universe.

      But I’m glad you’re still writing too! I have been horrible about reading other blog posts the past couple of months which makes me sad. A big part of blogging is reading what everybody else writes!

      Here’s to a 2020 with more reading fun stuff!! Happy New Year!

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    • Let’s put it this way…whitebait fritters are one of those things that is probably an acquired taste. And sight. Google it. I’ve never tasted or seen anything like them. I was much more partial to the green lipped mussels. And I LOVE crayfish! Yum!

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  3. I love your positivity, I always have a little grin on my face when I read your happy posts. Lots of ideas in your post, and I would sum it up to say Stretch in 2020. Stretch our bodies, Stretch our minds, Stretch our experiences by saying yes to opportunities. I am speaking to myself here primarily. I am feeling content mainly at this point, optimistic about the future, sad a bit about a recent passing in the family (much too soon). Happy 2020 Agma – sending you a hug for your encouraging words.

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    • I’m so very sorry about your family member. Sounds like it was unexpected which is especially tragic. 😦 And make you think (or it does me) how much time you have left. So yes – we need to S-T-R-E-T-C-H!! (ouch – that hurt a little…)
      As the Doors sang in Five to One, “No one here gets out alive…” Let’s make hay while the sun shines! Woot!

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    • Thanks Ilona! It’s always fun to ready your comments. And I’m hoping life will settle down so that I can actually start reading people’s posts again! I miss the interesting takes on life that my fellow bloggers have!

      And please let me know when I get boring. I will need to retire if that happens!

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