Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Eighteen years ago pt 1

I had just turned 30.
I had just sold my first sandcastle book proposal to Meadowbrook. I was head over heels in love with Amazin' Walter - my beloved future ex-husband. I had a spiffy little homestead in Isla Blanca Park that was almost paid for. Amazin' and I were starting to book mall sandcastle jobs and we were publishing "The SoB Newsletter - with a mailing list of 2000 subscribers! - on the MacPlus I had bought with my meagre teacher retirement check.

I felt very much on top of my game in 1988 - the year Wags came into the world.

It took us a couple of years to find each other.


Blogger Don "dadfeets" Wierenga said...

I'm eager for part two . . .

10:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am scared about where this might be going. I have been reading about you and Wags for quite some time and feel like I personally know you. You are my direct connection with the island (I am one of those "condo owners"; have been coming to the island for about 25 years, and consider it my second home)...and I would vote for Fred if I could. But, please, I can't take any bad news about Wags....

11:23 PM  
Blogger Lucinda said...

Thanks much for your concern. Wags is feeble but still very much alive. (See my flickr stream for this morning's sunrise beach shot.)

His health issues require a lot of my time and attention, which I am happy to give him. Long sloooow walks give me ample opportunity to think about all the years we have had together. And thinking about it makes me want to write it down.

9:32 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That Wags is right up there with our other 4 grandsons!
He is a real cutie but I am afraid just like his granny he is showing his age.

12:19 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I am relieved to know that Wags is O.K. Getting older is hard on all of us!

10:18 AM  

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