When I’m Feeling Blue…

When I’m feeling blue…, all I have to do Is take a look at you…, then I’m not so blue… Phil Collins is the man. He was right. While the rest of the lyrics to his beauty, “Groovy Kind of Love”, speak of romantic love, often when in need of a pick me up, nature…

It’s a Bea-u-ti-ful Day…

It’s a bea-u-ti-ful day… Sky falls, you feel like It’s a beau-ti-ful day… Don’t let it get away…   Is it, Bono? That was my thought as U2’s beautiful lyrics serenaded another of our summer outing drives. Like many, I’m sure, I sing “Beautiful Day”  when a bea-u-ti-ful day says,  “hello!” to my senses. I…

Where Is My Favorite Spectator?!?!

Previously…. on “The Marathon Mess… ” Starting, well, me…, or as my husband would say, “the narcisista” and no, he doesn’t speak Spanish. He thinks marrying Mexican makes him an honorary -awesome-understands-some-sentences-and-can-speak-a-few-words Mexican. He wishes he was an awesome Mexican. Also, I’m not a narcissist, really, I’m not! You’ll see why I may seem like…