Sunday, January 13, 2008


I think I’ve entered Geezerhood We sat down in the booth at Reb’s Café and Coffee Shop where we had stopped to get a bite of breakfast after church--or lunch if it suited one’s whim at 11:00 AM on a Sunday morning. I had barely settled into my spot on the bench when it leapt out at me--Geezerhood. That was the name of a little book in the rack on the table. It stood there innocently enough, but my curiosity was peaked. I didn’t even wait for the waitress to take my order before I grabbed the book and started flipping through it, stopping briefly to give my order when she returned with the cups of coffee, the glasses of water, and her order pad. By the time the waitress placed food in front of me, I had scanned several pages in the book.

It was fascination

By now you’ve figured out I was rather fascinated with this subject, haven’t you? I figured if anyone should find out a little about “Geezerhood,” it’s certainly someone who is standing on the edge of that classification like I am! In my short expedition into the pages of this delightful little book, I realized I am already over the line into Geezerhood instead of standing on the edge. You may be a geezer if… I deduced this from the chapter called “You may be a geezer if….” Here are the two symptoms that clarified it for me:

  • You may be a geezer if new wrinkles are covering your body at roughly the same rate that the rain forests are being depleted and you think the two are somehow connected.
  • You may be a geezer if your wrinkles are larger and more firm than your muscles.

Advantages of Geezerhood As the shock of this realization began to wear off, I happened upon the chapter that told the advantages of being a geezer. Whew! I think these advantages may help to balance the horror of learning I am already a geezer.

  • You now have an improved sense of humor. (Ha! Ha! Ha!)
  • You have an enhanced ability to out-annoy other annoying people. (Shush, Fatso, I’m trying to hear the program!)
  • Your need to spend money on fashion changes is reduced. (Great! I’ll buy more chocolate!)
  • You now have developed the wisdom of the aged. (Oh, yeah? Nobody has noticed.)

Well, now that I know I’m an old geezer, I can stop worrying about becoming one and start enjoying the advantages of my new state of existence. Watch out, world, here comes another geezer! You want a copy? By the way, if you’d like a copy of “Geezerhood” by Ben Goode, stop in at Reb’s Café and Coffee Shop in Benson, AZ. They have copies for sale at the cashier’s desk. Blessings, Sclew

Thursday, January 10, 2008

Try some Cowboy Poetry and Music

Never imagined... Five years ago I would have never imagined that today I would even own a motor home, much less be living in it full time. But, I am. God leads us in unexpected ways sometimes. Hubby and I are "flying" with the snowbirds who flock to the southwest in the winter. We’re visiting various RV resorts and exploring the points of interest. The resorts offer a variety of activities that give opportunities to meet others who are visiting the area. Last night we enjoyed a potluck dinner in the clubhouse followed by a great program of western music presented by Johnny Bencomo. What fun we had as he played his 18-string guitar and sang the old cowboy songs! Yes, I did say 18-strings. Johnny had it custom built. He said he is the only one he knows of who plays an 18-string guitar in the U.S. If you’d like to hear a sample of Johnny’s Music of the West, check his website. (Johnny Bencomo) Listening to Johnny brought back memories of the years Hubby and I attended the National Cowboy Poetry Gathering in Elko. We’d heard about it for several years and one day Hubby said he thought we should go and find out what it was all about. So, we got tickets and hotel reservations and off we drove to Elko in late January for a weekend of adventure. "You went where?" When the word got around that we had gone to the Gathering, people dropped their jaws. “You went where?” they asked in disbelief. They just couldn’t imagine we’d want to go to anything like a cowboy poetry program. You see, Hubby loves classical music and has voice training in classical music. He has sung with some wonderful choral groups as well as sung many pieces in church. The idea that we might even think about cowboy music and poetry was foreign to our acquaintances; however, we had a wonderful time in Elko and decided to go back again. Since we first ventured int the world of cowboy poetry world, I’ve learned that there are numerous events around the country as well as the national meeting in Elko. If it sounds like something you want to explore, you can find more information on, There you’ll find an events calendar of Gatherings and Festivals around the country. You’ll likely find one not too far from where you live. Break out! Do you ever break out of your mold and try something different? Something that would surprise people who think they know you? If not, I would encourage you to stretch your wings a little. Sometimes we get so stuck in our narrow little ruts of living and we fail to open ourselves to learning about something new. I’m glad Hubby and I stretched our limits a little and ventured into cowboy poetry. We now have an added dimension of life to enjoy. Blessings, Sclew

Tuesday, January 8, 2008


Welcome to my blog! Grab a cup of tea and sit a spell. We'll share ideas as we walk the pathway of life. We all cope with life's twists and turns. Sometimes we handle things well. And sometimes--well, we create a few more problems to solve. We've all been there and done that, as the saying goes. Now we can encourage each other and move forward to better times. I hope my posts give you encouragement as you deal with the ups and downs of living as well as giving you a little food for thought. Drop by from time to time for a visit and a cup of tea. Blessings, Sclew

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