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Day 3034: What’s the scariest thing you’ve ever done?

Thanks to fellow blogger and fellow tweeter Crispy Confessions for today’s title question: What’s the scariest thing you’ve ever done?

Stand up comedy may not actually be the scariest thing I’ve ever done (agreeing to have open heart surgery in 2016 might have been scarier), but it was the only time my whole body screamed “PLEASE, CAN WE JUST RUN AWAY NOW?!!!” moments before. Also, performing stand up comedy for the first time was something I willingly chose to do, whereas that valve replacement surgery wasn’t really a choice — it was more a matter of survival.

So I’m happy with my answer to the question, “What’s the scariest thing you’ve ever done?”

Taking walks during the rain yesterday was a little scary, but so is almost everything we’ve done since March 2020.

Love can be scary.

Zombies, being brainless, and awkward moments can be scary, too.

Here’s what I find on YouTube when I search for “What’s the scariest thing you’ve ever done?”

What’s the scariest thing you’ve ever done?

It’s never scary for me to express my gratitude to all who help me blog every day, including YOU!

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Day 374: We’re doing the best we can

Yesterday, I wrote about giving somebody a prescription that said: “Rx:  Check Engine Light = Guilt.”

If that doesn’t make sense to you, read yesterday’s post, people!

If that still doesn’t make sense, leave me a comment and tell me to get my writing act together, people!

Or, since my readers seem to be kind, considerate, and eager to understand my sometimes unclear or otherwise imperfect writing …. just let me know if anything doesn’t make sense to you, and I shall do my best to clarify.

When I gave that Engine Light Prescription to that person, she mentioned the first prescription I ever gave her, which was this:

Rx:  You’re doing the best you can.

She told me that prescription has helped, and that she’s posted it somewhere when she can easily see it.

That surprised me, momentarily. And I don’t know why it surprised me, actually. Over the course of many years, several people have said they find that prescription useful.

As with any prescription, some people have also told me that it doesn’t work for them.  And that’s fine.  Other prescriptions are available, in that case, that would work better.

Speaking for myself, though, I  find that prescription very useful. When I tell myself that I’m doing the best I can in any particular moment, I find that:

  • Motivating
  • Reassuring
  • Calming, and ….
  • Loving.

To continue my braggy * ways from yesterday’s post, I also recently come up with a brand new prescription! Here it is:

Rx: Replace the word “wrong” with the word “human.”

I’m realizing, right now, that perhaps many of my prescriptions are related. I think that one, above, is related to “You’re doing the best you can.”  What do you think?

Before I end this post, I’d like to show you some photos I’ve taken recently, hoping they fit today’s topic.

Before I show you these photos, I want to let you know that — when I was snapping them (sometimes hastily) —  I was always doing my best to take care of myself and others.** Also,  I am presenting these photos in the order they were taken, and I have not changed these photos in any way***.











Okay!  I didn’t explain any of those images, but if you have any questions, just let me know. If they don’t make sense, I will do my best to clarify.

The remaining question is: did these photos fit the topic?   I think they did, but I would like to say this:

It’s more difficult for me to do my best during the winter months, when the world seems cold and less colorful. It will help me do the best I can today  if I post this photo — a blast from bloggings past****:


Ahhhhhhhh!  Time to get ready for work.

Thanks to all those who do their best, humans everywhere, and — especially — to you, for visiting today.


* While some people kindly pointed out yesterday that my post didn’t seem braggy to me, which I greatly appreciated, today I am using “braggy” proudly.  Yes, I am proud to brag. It’s fun and otherwise highly recommended. Try it!

** For example, some of those photos were taken when I was in my car. Each time, I was at a full stop and not inconveniencing anybody else.

*** The only way I change photos is to crop them. Once or twice, I think I enhanced them for clarity.

**** Which is appropriate, since today IS Throw Back Thursday, according to some cultures.

***** This photo (also unaltered in any way) first appeared here.

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Day 307: Beautiful, healing Boston

On Day 106 of this year — the day after the Boston Marathon bombings  — I wrote a post called “Beautiful, wounded Boston.”

In that post, I included this photo, which I had taken at the Public Gardens, two days before the Marathon:


Yesterday, I returned to the Public Gardens, with thousands of people, to watch the Red Sox parade.

For much of my life, I’ve associated April with living and November with dying.

Not this year. This year, it’s been about all of it, every month.

Here is a photo essay, about yesterday:

My Day At the Boston Red Sox  Parade

by Ann

Minutes after I finished yesterday’s blog post, which helped me gather the courage to JUST DO IT! and go to the parade on my own, I rushed out of the house, to wait at the nearest bus stop, to start the journey into Boston. Two people at the bus stop told me they had originally planned to take the commuter rail, but they received word that the commuter rail was packed and running very late.

Why did I choose the bus, yesterday morning, over the commuter rail?

It’s familiar. I’ve never used the commuter rail. However, my fear of the new (which I’ve written about several times, this year), made me look like a friggin’ genius yesterday:


This was the way the bus looked, at the beginning of the journey. And while Red Sox revelers did hop on, it never got crowded.

Distracted by many things,  I didn’t take photos for the next hour.  The next time I remembered to capture an image was when I was walking down Charles Street, which separates  the Public Gardens from The Boston Common.

If you like maps and would like to feel located at this point in my essay, here’s the map, from yesterday’s post, of the parade route:


While Charles Street isn’t marked in that map, you can see the white line between the green of the Public Garden and the Common.  I had gotten off the “T” (our name for the subway) at the Charles/MGH stop, and was walking that white line toward Boylston.

For those of you who don’t like maps, we’re moving on!

So, as I walked down Charles Street, between the Public Garden and Boston Common, I passed by several fire trucks, accompanied by ….


…  Boston Fire Fighters!  I stopped to ask these gentlemen (and others, who did not pose), if I could take a photo of them. These four, named Dennis, Danny, Danny, and Nick, said, “Sure!” without any hesitation.  When I told them it was for my blog, they said, “What kind of blog is it?”  Because I was in such a good mood, I immediately said, laughing, “It’s a blog about handsome guys!”  They liked that (although much ribbing of each other ensued immediately).  They also liked the actual name of my blog (although additional ribbing ensued about that, too).

As you can see, I was anxious to get to the parade route, because I didn’t get a very good shot of these wonderful Boston firefighters. I still love the photo, though.

I hurried up Charles Street, pausing for a moment to turn around and take this view of it:


Yes, it was another beautiful day, and unseasonably warm.

Just a few minutes later, I was in a great position, to see the parade. Here are a few shots of what I saw, waiting for the parade to come down Boylston Street:



I wanted to be at this location, so I could see up Boylston Street, the location of the Marathon Finish Line, and see the Red Sox after they had finished their journey down this street.

Here’s what I saw, as we all waited for them, on this beautiful autumn day:


What I didn’t know, at the time, was that the Red Sox parade had stopped, on Boylston Street.

This is the way CNN reported it:

Boston Red Sox parade reclaims marathon finish line


Boston outfielder Jonny Gomes on Saturday sets the World Series trophy wrapped in a ‘Boston Strong 617’ jersey onto the finish line of the Boston Marathon.

See here, for the full article about this, from CNN.

Yesterday, though, all I knew was that the Red Sox were coming down Boylston Street, in Duck Boats. Here’s where I first spotted them:


I don’t know if you can see them, way off in the distance. I was also tipped off they were approaching, by audio clues from the crowd, including,


Because I’m pretty short, I don’t have a great vantage point, to show you the parade approaching and passing by, but I will do my best:







I knew I wouldn’t get great photos of the Red Sox on their Duck Boats, but I couldn’t resist trying. (See here, for example, for some great shots of the parade.)

Here are some more photos I like, which I took during the parade:

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And I have to include this one, because it shows a giant red shoe!!


Anyway, after the parade passed by, I walked around The Public Gardens for a bit, and took some more photos:








As they say in “The Wizard of Oz,” there’s no place like home.

Thanks to CNN, The Huffington Post, the Boston Red Sox, all those who were celebrating yesterday, and to you — of course! — for visiting today.

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