Soul searching

So AGMA’s been at Dancing Goats for 2 hours and has yet to start a new blog post,

I’ve been catching up with old friends and replying to comments.  And reading posts I should have read last week, month, year.

So many words, so little time!

Since I recently celebrated my 5th anniversary of blogging, I thought it would be tons of fun to repost AGMAs very first post.

I just read it over.  And I have to say I was much less “wordy” back then. I know many of you would wish AGMA return to that original succinct format.

Nah baby nah.

And, sad to say, I didn’t do most of those things in 2014 and still haven’t.  Still, 4 out of 10 isn’t too bad.

No, really, it sucks.  I have to say I am a bit shocked I still have 6 open times on my list from 5 years ago.

I need to do some serious soul searching.

But putting my present emotional life crisis aside, I present, for your enjoyment and amusement, AGMA’s very first blog post on WordPress:

George Eliot’s 2014 throw down


“It’s never too late to be what you might have been.”

Chewy, hopeful words penned by Mary Anne Evans (1819-1880), aka George Eliot, British novelist and one of the leading writers of the Victorian Era.  I am all over that Mary Anne, you wild child you!  2014 – no resolutions – just being resolute.

The year to learn how to ride a bicycle.

The year to zip line for the first time.

The year to maybe entertain the notion of training for a marathon.  Did I say that out loud?

The year to keep the promise made when I started massage school in 2008.

The year to add a little bit of sugar to some not-so-sweet relationships – ouch!

The year to visit The Clermont Lounge and Johnnies Hideaway. Yeah – I said it!

The year of long hugs, thank you very much Linda!

The year to climb a bridge and visit Middle Earth.

The year to start blogging.

The year to enter a new decade of life.

Really nothing that would register above a 3 on the “Isn’t my life fabulous?” Richter scale, but the beginnings of throwing off and putting on and continuing to discover what is yet to be.  And you?

A lot of sh*t can happen in 5 years!


In 2015, at 92, Harriette Thompson became the oldest woman to complete a marathon!  She passed in 2017, but what an inspiration!

So somewhere in the bustle of the holidays, my never ending sniffles, and out of town guests, I missed my 5th anniversary on WP!  It happened like on December 30th (give or take a day.)

Happy Anniversary to my little ass, Aging Gracefully!

Holy cow, that was a fast 5 years!

When I started AGMA, I had a lot of time on my hands.  Blogging seemed like a good way to fill some of it.  I’m a bit ADHD, so I needed something to keep me busy.

Little did I know that the next 5 years would turn out to be crazy eventful.  And my days would soon be overflowing with “opportunities” to be busy…

  • The most adorable grandchildren in the world (MAGITW) made their appearances in 2014 and 2016.  And there is soon to be a 3rd MAGITW!  Stay tuned this summer…
  • I decided to start “running” marathons, and have 6 notches in my belt so far.  I ran my 1st one 2 months after starting AGMA.
  • My love of thrifting turned into a little Ebay business.  The problem is that AGMA loves thrifting more than listing the items on Ebay.  And I’m running out of places to store the crap…eh…treasures.
  • I gave up the space I was renting and made the decision to switch my massage practice almost exclusively to corporate chair massage.  And business has been good. Very good.
  • Because of the series of most unfortunate events on November 8, 2016 and after, arranged by Comrade Putin, I’ve become a Resistor (NOT the electrical kind.). This has taken up quite a bit of AGMA’s time.  But it’s time well spent (refer to the 1st bullet point!)
  • I’ve been able to indulge my passion for travel both domestically and internationally like never before.  With a very flexible work schedule, family & friends flung all over the US, a bit more in the bank account, and the desire to sample local wines in every country in the world (still working on this…), AGMA has racked up beaucoup miles in the air and in the car.  Now THAT’s what I’m talkin’ about!
  • Some “not aging gracefully” health junk has taken up way too much time.  I’m not a fan and ignore whenever possible…   But I’m pretty pumped because I had my BIG birthday a few weeks ago.  It’s Medicare time now baby!


It’s been a rockin’ and rollin’ 5 years.

But I love this little AGMA blog and ADORE my blogging friends.  Yinz guys (to say it in my native Pittsburghese!)

And I’m looking forward to another 5, 10, 15, dare I say 20 (?) years of blogging.

By 2038, I predict I will have at least 4 more tattoos, will have run at least 30 marathons, have an Ebay business that Jeff Bezos will envy, will have finished my wine quest (hic), will have a great grandchild, and will have visited the Big Orange Cheeto and his posse in prison at least once since being sentenced in 2019.

Nah – maybe not that last one…

But you can read all about it here on AGMA so stick around!

P.S.  I am forever grateful to the now “retired” blogger, Dobster, who gave me wonderful encouragement in those early months of AGMA.  I still miss him – he quit blogging cold turkey one day in 2015.  It was jarring and I felt like I’d lost a friend.  If he hasn’t already, I hope he returns to the blog-o-sphere one day.  His posts made me laugh.

Goats who dance


On any given day of the week, you will find me hard at work on AGMA in my favorite coffee shop, Dancing Goats Coffee Bar.

Seriously, how can it be anything less than awesome with a name like Dancing Goats?

When I decided to start AGMA (the blog) in December of 2013, I knew I couldn’t write at home. Home was not the place to birth AGMA – too much cat hair.

I needed excitement.  I needed inspiration. I needed a place full of diverse, interesting people. I needed the stimulation of hipster surrounds.  Because AGMA – the blog and the person – is nothing if it isn’t hipster.

But most of all, I needed great coffee.

Not sure how I found Dancing Goats. It’s about 4 miles from my house so I must pass at least 6 other coffee shops on the way here. But it’s located in Decatur, GA which is a liberal enclave in the very red area surrounding Atlanta. It’s also close to world class Emory University and the all-women Agnes Scott College. DG is quite large inside with lots of seats, natural light and great wifi.

And they have great coffee.

Many a time, AGMA has come to Dancing Goats write with no clue as to what I was was going to write.  And many a time, DG has come to the rescue, providing the most interesting source material in the world – human beings. Something I see or hear will flip a rusty switch in my brain.  Actually, they’re all rusty.

Dancing Goats has provided many ah ha moments.

And did I mention they have great coffee?

My favorite seat at the high counters by the windows. On the wide end. There are 4 of them in the shop. It’s hard to explain….

During the school year, it gets really crowded. Sometimes I have to sit somewhere else. This is very definitely a 1st world problem.  But AGMA can’t seem to write as well as I can in one of the four favored seats.

Today I’m in one of the four.

This could be a Freshly Pressed post in the making.

I’ve met incredibly interesting people at DG. College professors, graduate students working on their doctorates, film industry folks, foreign visitors, business types, harried moms with their toddlers… All ages, colors, shapes and what ever else you can think of. Like I said, human beings.

…who all love great coffee.

And today, I was reminded just how much I love the staff here.

They’re normally stellar and recognize their “regulars”. AGMA tries to come once a week so I think that qualifies me as a regular…

And did I mention they make great expresso drinks?

Today, as I was ordering my mocha (fyi, AGMA is a mocha whore), the young lady behind the counter asked, “Is that a Tour de France shirt you’re wearing?”

I was stunned.  This woman was my very favorite person in the world at that moment!

“Why yes!” I said excitedly, “It starts tomorrow you know!” And I proceeded to show her the Tour de France logo on the sleeve.

“It’s official Tour de France merchandise.”

Yes, boys and girls… YES!!!

It’s what AGMA longs for 48 weeks of the year. It’s 21 days of sheer joy and delight. It’s the time of year where you will find me glued to the television (or my phone if I have to be out and about) every morning for 3 hours. It’s the biggest, most grueling annual athletic event in the world with the best athletes in the world. (Yeah – I said it…)

It’s the Tour de France!!!


For those of you who are relatively new to AGMA, I have this recently acquired inexplicable passion for professional men’s elite cycling. I just LOVE watching it. And it’s not the tight spandex suits these very fit young men wear.

Butt it doesn’t hurt.

I had the thrill of actually being there twice in the past 5 years, and it’s an experience like no other. It’s pretty much the best party ever!

Imagine that you are a fanatic football fan and get to go to the Super Bowl, or a crazed college basketball fan and get to go the the NCAA finals. Or (very timely) a serious soccer fan and get to go to the World Cup finals.


That’s what it’s like for AGMA.

They guesstimate that, in 2016, between 10 to 12 million fans lined the roadsides in France over the Tour’s 3 week duration.

It’s really a sad that, once Lance Armstrong fell from grace (as he should have),  American interest in cycling shriveled up like Cadet Bonespur’s winkie.

But that’s another post (on the state of American cycling, NOT CB’s winkie…)

AGMA will try very hard to find time to post over the next three weeks, but I’m making no guarantees.

I’m going to be very busy managing my four – countem’, FOUR – TdF fantasy cycling teams. I’ll report how well my teams did in August.

AGMA knows you’ll be holding your breath until then.  Naturally.

Watch out world, the SpandexAvengers are on the loose!!

I need a cigarette…

Love is love part deux


So AGMA’s in France now. Oh la la…

I’m sure the wine and food and scenery are wonderful, but since I’m writing this before I go, I can’t swear to it. Pretty sure it is though.

As I wrote last week, I’m really going to try to write at least one post, maybe two, while I’m gone. One actually seems doable. I’ll never be a travel blogger…

AGMA isn’t one for beating a dead horse, but since I need some stuff to post this week, we’re returning to a familiar theme.

My WordPress SPAM folder.

Hmmm…Spam…I’m hungry…wonder if I can find any Spam in France?

Pig innards maybe.  Probably not Spam though. Which I think is made from pig innards…

My first post on blog spam, Love is Love, was actually the 7th top liked post of AGMA ever. I’m not too proud to play off of that modest success.

Especially when I get such AWESOME spam!

So without further ado, love – extreme love – from Emmett sent on 8/22/17 on my post No Close-Ups… (take a deep breath)

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AGMA had 3 other posts in my SPAM folder that were every bit as long as this one. Two were almost identical to the one above.

Great minds right?

The third was indecipherable but I think it had a political spin to it.

Here’s a small excerpt – it was really long – of Gene’s comment from 8/29/2017 on Ciao Bella Italia Part Due

“many pastime “Grandmas intended for Bernie” switches, Laud the guy because of the length of his eye-sight, and moreover seem message to refuse the chance to put Clinton to a traditional way to the blue accommodate, playing that particular you will have another shot down the line.”


John Lennon was right, “All you need is love!” (dat da da da da…)

I run my marathon in 2 days.

Pray for me.


Love is love


AGMA is postponing writing my extremely clever post for yet another week. To be honest, I’ve forgotten what I was going to write about.

I do remember a Shakespearean quote was involved. And that always elevates whatever you’re going to write about doesn’t it?

More on this topic – whatever it was – later…

Have you browsed your SPAM folder in your WP Comments sections lately?

It’s something I rarely do. But I did this morning.  And honestly, I read through mine and am mystified as to why WP considers them SPAM.

The bulk of the ‘alleged’ SPAM comments were on my No Close Ups! post from waaaaayyyy back in early 2014, three months after I started AGMA.

I peaked early in my blogging career; this was the post that earned me my 15 minutes of fame on WP.

This was my post that was selected to be (and I am getting goosebumps as I write this…) Freshly Pressed.

Why shouldn’t people adore it?

Online Fortune Reading gushes:

“Thanks for sharing your extraordinary and amazing ideas. I will not be hesitant to share your website to any individual who should be given ideas such as these.”

Nor should you be hesitate OFR! The world desperately needs this information about light bulbs.

From Daily Tarot Card Reading Online:

“Amazing article, I’m going to invest more time researching this topic.”

One word. Google. 5 minutes max and you’ll learn all you ever wanted to know about sources of flattering and unflattering artificial lighting.

Daily Tarot Card Reading Online NEW AGE (not to be confused with Daily Tarot Card Reading Online. Please) said:

“Loving the info on this web site, you have done an awesome job on the blogs.”

Okay, well, it’s not really a web site and there is only one blog, but AGMA so appreciates the thoughts DTCRONA!

Here’s one from Sign On Aol (which AGMA finds this a bit ironic since they have a gmail email address…):

“To be in a position to acknowledge your own image as an icon, you will certainly probably need to click the option All of the Companion Symbols simply because the choice that icons to simply accept.”


Nellie doesn’t go the flattery route. She’s got something to say and she just lays it all out there:

“Buy now $49 easy spy cellular phone spy $49.”

AGMA’s intrigued. I always wanted to be a spy. I loved watching James Bond movies as a child. The REAL James Bond movies with Sean Connery that is.

Don’t judge me.

Changing gears, this was on my About page. It comes from Cheap NFL Jerseys (oxymoron perhaps?):

“We strategy income unique today.”Former Yankee War Pilot Jerry Coleman Dies At 89 – RealGM WiretapCommissioner Bud Selig issued the following statement regarding the passing of 2005 Ford C. LaVar Arrington broke his arm and leg in a motorcycle accident. There were more than 50 Californians in the field, and Thomas went to elaborate lengths to update each player’s card, hole by hole, on the Web. It’s a truism in the golf industry.”

CNFLJ probably had a set of those helicopter parents who forced him to do tennis, football, soccer, baseball and golf. All at the same time. And yelled at the coaches when they didn’t play him. The confusion is understandable.

But I think my favorite is from Latia on No Close Ups:

“insert your data”

For some reason, AGMA finds that very profound and thought provoking. I’ll be using that as a mantra during my morning mediations for the next week.

I plan on visiting the SPAM area more often for more uplifting comments.

AGMA loves feelin’ the love.

Even if it’s from folks mixing their pharmaceuticals together and downing them with a fifth of whiskey.

Hey, love is love.

Every day’s a school day


Random AGMA lesson’s learned in 2+ years of blogging in no particular order:

  1. Don’t blog while drunk. I won’t tell you which ones…
  2. The word spam is as popular as penis (tallywhacker) and vagina (she-she) when it come to searches. Almost. An AGMA post with spam in the title got like 200 views in one day.
  3. Almost nobody out there cares that I like to watch Men’s Elite Professional Cycling. I totally don’t get that.
  4. No matter how hard AGMA tries to answer the questions that are part of those blogging awards, it never works out. But THANK YOU for nominating me!! I meant it when I said it was a huge honor!
  5. Writing is way more fun when you don’t have somebody grading your work.  Way. More. Fun.
  6. AGMA followers aren’t quite as anal about how I write as my high school English teachers.
  7. Blogging friends are sorely missed when they stop blogging. So don’t stop!
  8. WordPress Blogging 101 is a lot of work.  Someday I’ll finish it.  Yeah, right…
  9. I will never make it beyond WordPress Blogging 101.
  10. When you get Freshly Pressed and are on the WordPress Recommended Blogs List, you get lots and lots and lots of followers. THANK YOU WordPress!!!
  11. Most Freshly Pressed and Recommended Blogs List followers never actually read your blog.
  12. When you get removed from the WordPress Recommended Blog List, the follows slow down to a trickle. But those folks actually read your blog.
  13. Sometimes it’s best not to overthink starting a blog. Just pick a cool name, sit down and start writing.
  14. AGMA can be funny, but not nearly as funny as some of you out there. Please keep me laughing!
  15. There is never enough time to read the blogs I love. I hate that…
  16. Bloggers (at least the one’s who follow AGMA) are some of the nicest, most caring people in the world. Crikey, it’s getting deep in here.
  17. When you only post once a week, it keeps ‘em wanting more. Right?  Hello? (crickets)
  18. When your friends and family don’t know you author a blog, the possibilities are endless. Take from that what you will…
  19. Never, ever say, “Blogging seems so stupid. I mean, who cares?” Gulp.
  20. Blogging just might connect you with some part of yourself you’d lost touch with or didn’t even know existed.

And finally…

21. Blogging really is cheaper than therapy.  Or a good adjunct.


Little Orphan AGMA


While I was on my trip to Ireland, my blogging “mentor” closed down his blog.  Just like that.  Poof, goodbye.


I was stunned when I read his last entry dated April 10th.  He was going out cold turkey and shutting his blog down that day. Unfortunately, that was the day I flew back to the U.S.  I didn’t have internet access for most of the day.  By the time I read his last entry several days later, he was gone.  No more Doobster.

Mindful Digressions is sleeping with the fishes.

I feel like an orphan.

Literally, he was like my 1st or 2nd follower.  It’s a mystery to me as to how he found my fledgling blog in the first place.  Lucky accident.

He encouraged me in those early months of blogging.  Heck, it was encouraging to me that he would just read and like my posts and comment sometimes!  You know how it is when you’re just a kid starting out…

He started blogging on another blog site several years ago.  Then he switched to WordPress in late 2013.  He got Freshly Pressed and never looked back.  When he shut down, I think he had something like 4500 followers.

4500 orphans.

He was a prolific blogger.  Prolific.  Like a pair of rabbits in solitary confinement.  He posted daily.  Some days, he posted several times.  And he replied to comments.  And he read other blogs.  And he made comments on them.  Oh yes, and still worked full time. And had a wife (they were separated) and adult children.

After 15 months of all that, I think he just plum burned out.

His last post said about his blogging “…it’s taken its toll on other facets of my life that require my undivided attention. So I am going to […]” and it stopped.  Just stopped.  If you tried to click for more, you get a message that it’s a private blog that requires a log in.

I’m totally blindsided by how hard this has hit me.  Surprised that I am still looking for his latest post.  I miss him liking my posts and making his (mostly) humorous comments. And I miss his weird ADHD obsession with his WordPress stats.  Once he wrote a post about losing a follower from the day before.  Who keeps track of that stuff?  He did…

I became a better blogger by reading his blog, seeing how it was structured and observing how he interacted with his followers.  And he’s probably the reason I didn’t quit after a few months.

So in case you decide to visit WordPress incognito and revisit some of your old followers…

I miss you Doobster.  WordPress just isn’t quite the same without you.  I hope you get things sorted out and can come back to us someday.

Until then, I’ll be down on the street corner selling apples for a nickel.

My dirty little blogging not-so-secret secret

Last year, spent 10 minutes setting up my very basic, free blog on WordPress and then just started posting.  I really had no idea what I was doing.  Still don’t.  Have you figured that out yet?

Evidently this is not the way to do it.  Last week I signed up for the WordPress Blogging101 course in an attempt to right this wrong.

It’s Day 5 and I’m pretty sure I’m in over my head.

There’s much to this blogging stuff that I don’t understand.  I don’t know what pinging means.  Or to ping back.  I don’t really understand the dashboard.  Or what sticky posts are.  I’ve figured out how to post what I write and answer comments, but that’s about it.

My name is Aging Gracefully My Ass and I’m a pathetic blogger.

I know all that good information and much more is “out there”.  I just don’t know where and haven’t had the time to really investigate. Between Dancing with the Stars and Downton Abbey, free time is hard to come by.  I’m lucky I get something written once a week and actually get it posted.

Pathetic. Blogger.

I thought signing up for Blogging101 would be the answer.  I fantasized I would penetrate the thick shroud of mystery around things like pinging and format options and how to navigate the “new” dashboard.  But then again I can’t navigate the old one….

I do know how to check how many people from Djibouti have seen my posts.  One, in case you were wondering.

Blogging101 started on Sunday.  Other than following five new blogs, I’m already five days behind in my homework.  We leave for Rome next Wednesday.  I have a million things to do before we leave.  Okay – maybe not a million.  A lot.  I’m going to be hopelessly wallowing in late assignments when I get back.  I’ll never catch up. It’ll be like one of those unfinished business dreams….  You know, the one where you are trying to get back onto the cruise ship before it leaves after you get hopelessly lost in Key West and a donkey cart picks you up and the donkey is lame and there’s no driver?

My airways are starting to constrict, I’m breaking out in hives and my hair is beginning to fall out.

What was I thinking?

So in an effort to get caught up, here goes…

Day 1 – Write a “who I am and why I’m here” post.

I’m AGMA and I’m here because I want to make everybody aware of the dangers of sparkly, glitter from China.  Among other things.

Day 2 – Edit your title and tagline.

I’m keeping my title.  It came to me in a flash of diving inspiration and I thought, “That would be a cool name for a blog.”  And like Aphrodite arising out of the sea from the discarded testicles of Uranus (true dat), AGMA was born.

My tagline has absolutely nothing to do with what I write about in my blog.  I like that.

Day 3 – Follow five new topics in the Reader and five new blogs.

Okay, I spent five minutes – anybody notice a “five” theme – trying to figure how how to follow topics in the Reader and gave up. Anybody have any tips for me?

I DID however, follow five new blogs.  I don’t have the time to read the blogs I follow now and really want to read.  But I followed five more.  Pass the albuterol and Benadryl.

Day 4 – Write a post to your dream reader and include a new-to-you element in it.

Huh?  So pretty much anybody who reads the stuff I post is my dream reader.  Good God – they’re taking precious time out of their day to spend a few minutes laughing or whining or angsting with me.  Honestly, who could ask for a better reader?

And here’s my new-to-me element…


Yeah, I know I already put a picture in my blog for each post, but it’s in a different spot.   I’m going to say that counts.

Day 5 – Try out at least three other themes – even if you’re happy with the one you first chose. Try one you are drawn to and one you would never use.

I don’t even know where to start with this.  There are something like 400 themes and a myriad of options within each theme.  The potential combinations are statistically staggering.  Dammit  Jim, I’m just a feeble-minded senior, not a miracle worker!  I do most of my clothes shopping at resale shops because it limits my options so it makes making a decision much easier.  Trying out new themes would be like getting a full time job.  I don’t think I’m ready for that.

Seriously, thanks to the WordPress editors who take on folks like me and try to help us.  They are brave souls.  Clearly some of us belong in the remedial blogging class.  And that is being offered when?

Love you Michelle, Siobhan, Andrea and Grace!

And now that you know the truth, please don’t take me out of the Recommended Blogs…

What do a blog and a hairball have in common?


My son doesn’t like the word “tapas”.  I don’t like the word “blog”.  On top of that, I found out I’m doing it all wrong.

The volume of blog coaching resources is staggering.  My head hurts.  From what I’ve read, I shouldn’t even have breathed the word blog until I had three themes, thirty days worth of “stuff” already written, and gathered abundant images and links.  Yikes!  My first post took about thirty minutes to create and publish. Bet you could tell.

The issue is….  I’m inclined to analysis paralysis.  If I get sucked into the black hole of the “how” right now, nothing will escape. In a perfect world, possibly nothing should escape.

But getting a blog to blast off is kinda like deciding to have kids.  You can’t think about it too much or you’ll never get off the patch!

“What, me blog?” I ask myself.

My history is in the practical, pragmatic and humble Mid-west of the USA.  My take on people writing blogs was, who the hell cares?  Seemed self-indulgent and egotistical.  Oops. Turns out that much of what I’ve read is beautiful, intelligent, honest and thought provoking.  Damn.

For you who have read either of my now two historic posts – this is the third – it’s probably become painfully clear that:

  1. I was a science major and
  2. I’m writing this for me.  Self-indulgence and ego gone wild right?

The joy of living and silliness and observation and wisdom and aging.  Gracefully.  My ass!

Wresting with nonsensical ramblings to condense them to small, digestible kibbles and bits is a challenge.  Poets do it so amazingly well!  So many ideas, thoughts and feelings packed into the economy of a few words.  “There was a young man from Nantucket…..”

The answer is… cats.  “Blog” is the sound that precedes the appearance of a hairball at our house.  Ack.