Gentle Readers . . . and Maxwell,
I never knew anyone who said groovy. I certainly didn't use the word myself.
But I thank you for your kind comments on my last post. They moved me to tears––of a good kind.
It's raining very hard. When we heard thunder a few minutes ago, two unhappy puppies skittered away to hide behind the furniture, but first, a certain little penguin who wants to fly pooped in the living room.
Accidents happen. Before you know it, I'll probably take a shit wherever I happen to be, and the dogs will clean up after me.
We had glorious weather on Sunday, though. It was the kind of December day that makes me love living in Florida. The sun shone. Temperature 75 with low humidity.
Franklin and I enjoyed a stroll to the park, while Favorite Young Man worked on his bicycle.
Over Thanksgiving weekend, he transformed the bike's dull, pale blue into the hot pink you see here.
The latest addition is a water bottle holder, along with the bottle, of course. The little, silver torpedoes are compressed air so he can make flats disappear without carrying a more cumbersome tire kit.
Happy Trails, FYM!
Infinities of love,
The only people I ever heard use the word "groovy" were on the Brady Bunch. But of course that got me saying it, and I still say it now and then, throwback that I am. LOLReplyDelete
Love the pink bike! Very flashy!
FYM is a flashy kind of guy. The kids on the Brady Bunch--all grown up now--often say how they hated the dialog and the clothes they had to wear on the show.Delete
I like FYM's hot pink bike! AND his tats! In the late 60s, I was an adolescent so yes, I said "groovy" and even "groovy, man." I blush to think of it now, of course.ReplyDelete
FYM is quite tattiful.Delete
The compressed air things are awesome. I used to love to ride down the canal... and then Youngest trail rode with my bike and it was never the same again. 75... sigh... 23 most of the day here. Working on laundry and all things power related, storm's rolling in tonight though tomorrow night. Forecast is for 4-16 inches of snow dependent on rain line. JOY.ReplyDelete
The children do have a way of destroying items, don't they?Delete
I have not been on a bike in years. I probably would remember how to ride one though.ReplyDelete
I think the last time I rode a bike was in about 1992. I don't know if I'd remember how to ride. I'd probably fall over and run home crying.Delete
I wish I knew which way the handlebars point. And No, I never said groovy. I think.ReplyDelete
I recall handlebars pointing toward the rider. I don't know why his go the other direction.Delete
I think the only time I used the word groovy was singing along with Simon and Garfunkel.ReplyDelete
That's what I remember, so I don't think it counts as official use of the word.Delete
I had one friend, beginning when I was 15, who actually said groovy. Six years my senior, he already had a big thick pony tail and lived with his "old lady." We sat around their living room on floor pillows, getting stoned, drinking wine (cheap wine), listening to Janis Joplin, and staring at the lava lamp. They had two cats: Buddha and Dukkha. They were truly cool. And yet, every time he said groovy, I winced. Hard to imagine that entire "tribe" is in their 70s now. I heard he cut off his pony tail became an orthodox Jew, and got into body building. He's still with his "old lady" (literally?)ReplyDelete
That's funny. You've known a lot of interesting people. Maybe he still says groovy at 70-something.Delete
I never used groovey, either, but to this day I use "cool". But that may come from back with the beatniks--LOL! I am not positive, but I think I picked it up from Maynard G. Krebs on The Many Lives of Dobie Gillis when I was a kid. I absorbed "awesome!" more recently--LOL! ;)ReplyDelete
I still say cool, too, and occasionally, awesome.Delete
The compressed air would be handy when out and about.ReplyDelete
I don't remember using the term groovy much either.
We got rain and ice yesterday. Luckily it melted.
He'll no longer need to call me to pick him up because he has a flat tire.Delete
The pink bike is groovy, a word heard only on TVReplyDelete
Yeah, it is groovy--now a word seen on my blog.Delete
I lived during the 'groovy' era and never said it myself. lol. Also FAR OUT was the byword(s) of the day. lol. We are too cold for rain but not much snow yet either. DianaReplyDelete
I never said far out, either. Mother would not have liked it.Delete
I never used that word either, but so glad you are feeling good. I can't take humidity, but thanks to my blogger friends and an old TV show from Miami, I'm sorry I never visited your state.ReplyDelete
I don't think anyone wants to visit Jacksonville, and going to Orlando doesn't really seem as if it's in a state. Miami is supposed to be fun.Delete
Very cool. I've used groovy . . . A few times😁 So good to pay you a visit again. Happy Holidays. Kisses to Penelope and Franklin.ReplyDelete
So happy to see you, my love. Franklin and Penelope send kisses to you.Delete
Love that pink bike! I've never used the word groovy but I have said 'cool' one too many times.ReplyDelete
Did saying cool result in having babies?Delete
So perhaps you are not jealous of our snow? Are you get a groovy matching bike? I hope it has a basket on the front if you do ;)ReplyDelete
I'm not one bit jealous of people who have snow.Delete