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Saturday, October 3, 2020

WHERE AM I ???

         Tess: ๐ŸคญHome !
           Me: What day is it ??????
Tess: Thursday.
Me: ๐Ÿ˜ฆWhat happened to Wednesday ???
Tess: ๐Ÿ˜ž You slept through it.... and Thunderbirds day.
Me: ๐Ÿ˜ƒ You're kidding !!!
Tess:  No. ๐Ÿ˜ข
Me: ๐Ÿ˜ฌ.

My Tess says I was sleeping so deeply that she almost called a doctor. She's said that about 5 times
since we came home. What can I say ? I missed my own bed๐Ÿ›️. ๐Ÿ˜

Hey Kids, 
How's everybody doing ???

We came back to New York two weeks ago. Our housesitters, a French Canadian couple who have been with me since before Tess arrived in 2009, kept the house, the dog and my horse safe and sound for about 6 months ๐Ÿ˜Œ, so we've sent them off to Montreal for a little R&R on the two of us ๐Ÿงณ✈️.

The dog,


 who didn't seem to know if we'd been gone for 6 months or  6 minutes๐Ÿ˜†, greeted us warmly๐Ÿฅฐ. 

My horse 

gave me a "Do I know you ๐Ÿ˜’?" glance and went on chewing his alfalfa. "Someone" was apparently expecting a present.๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿช๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿ’ต. Message received๐Ÿ˜.

Tess missed the pool๐Ÿ️๐ŸŠ and the ducks, Homer and Marge.

I missed my car ๐Ÿš— and my  favorite coffee cup☕  and we both missed the house ๐Ÿฐ and Tess' "onsen" ๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿป๐Ÿง–. 

We decided not to buy the house we looked at in Florida ๐ŸŒดbecause when I asked Tess what she wanted for her birthday in July, she finally admitted that what she really wanted, was to go home ๐Ÿค—. DONE !!!  My parents were a little disappointed, but they understood and we've promised to visit them more often and we'll have them here as soon as possible. Mrs. D was a lot harder to convince ๐Ÿ˜ฌ, but I can be pretty persuasive when I need to be ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ˜‰. So, long story short (๐Ÿ˜†), we hopped the train ๐Ÿš and came home. It's cooler here and we're in for some rain ๐ŸŒง️ this week. Oh well, it'll be good for the crops ๐Ÿคจ๐ŸŒพ.

I've officially retired, although a couple of clients aren't sure where they're going to go yet, so I'll be helping with the change over the next month or so. A colleague sent me a link that listed PR as one of the top ten most stressful occupations. Thanks a lot, late Uncle Myron ☹️. As a kid, I thought of becoming a doctor ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿป‍⚕️, like my dad. As a teen, I wanted to write the Great American novel๐Ÿ“š. During college, I worked summers for my aforementioned maternal uncle at his PR firm. It was exciting and I met a lot of famous, interesting people. (This isn't a kiss and tell, so I'm not going to name any๐Ÿค. ) After graduation, I traveled around Europe๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ”️๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿงณ for a year and then came back and joined the firm. Seven years later, when my uncle died suddenly, I inherited the firm and it became my life. I married, became a father twice๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿป, travelled ✈️ too much , worked too many hours๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ“ฑ, eventually got divorced๐ŸŽ‰, and traded the city ๐Ÿ™️for the country ๐ŸŒ„ (at least on weekends).

The industry used to be great, but it's seen too many changes. The real stars are long gone, the glamour has faded and moviegoers want more and more of the same violence, profanity, superheroes and stupidity. 

Tess and I were raised on the Golden Age of Hollywood๐ŸŽฌ ๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽฅby our parents and grandparents. Back when screenwriters typed something other than slang and four letter words, actors and actresses were talented, good looking and likeable, movie studios were all actual studios with sound stages and backlots instead of independent production companies. A few remain, but it isn't the same.

The studio system wasn't necessarily a bad thing because it kept some people in line. Serious actors didn't kibosh their own careers by ignoring their more experienced handlers to choose schlock over substance.

 I was taught by my uncle to take care of my clients, to look after them, to protect them. It's a good practice, but it only works when your clients keep up their side. Creative people are......how can I put this nicely....๐Ÿค”? Complicated. And when they're also stubborn , foolish, and self-destructive, you spend a lot of time hitting your head against a brick ๐Ÿงฑ wall. Then, you try to mend fences, run interference, do damage control and if you're really desperate to save them from themselves, you force your fiancรฉe (๐Ÿ˜ข) to help you cover for them and you both wind up in Hell ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ”ฅ!!! 

Oh well, all's well that ends well and I'm done with all of that, thank goodness ! A couple more years of that and I would've ended up like my Uncle Myron.๐Ÿšฌ๐Ÿ’ฃ⚰️

Tess is still making pages for the movie blog and seems to be enjoying it. I'm hoping that when the holidays get closer, she'll come back over here and pretty the place up. Now that we're back home, I'm trying to decide what I'm going to do next, so made a list ๐Ÿ“‹.

 1 Sleep late ๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿป, have breakfast๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿฅฃ.....or brunch ๐Ÿ˜ƒ, lunch ๐Ÿ”๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿฅช๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•and dinner ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿช๐Ÿท☕.

2 Go swimming๐ŸŠ. 

3 Clean the garage๐Ÿงน๐Ÿ˜ฉ. 

4 Walk the dog๐Ÿ•. 

5 Wash my car๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿš—. 

6 Hug and kiss My Tess a few dozen more times a day๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿค—.

7 Soak in the onsen๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿป. 

8 Start chopping firewood for the upcoming cozy Autumn evenings๐ŸŒ‹.

9 Dust off the gym equipment and start using it.๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿคž

10 Count my blessings. (I'm moving this one to Number 1). ๐Ÿ˜‰

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