We've lived in this apartment since September o' 2012 2011 (Thanks, Christina!), which is a lil over a year and a half... 19 months, if'n yer actually countin'... and we only just today realized that these apartments have a name. We were oot and aboot today and as we made the left hand turn onto our street on our way home we noticed this sign:
Well, now... how about THAT? "Ledgestone Luxury Apartments"... LUXURY apartments! We always thought the place was kinda nice but we didn't realize we'd landed in the lap o' luxury. I suppose now we'll have to begin puttin' on airs and such.
In the "it's always sumthin'" category... we had to go see our dentist today on account o' because our lower bridge... a four-tooth bridge... popped right out o' our mouth yesterday morning, much to our surprise. We were provided with a nighttime mouth guard after our latest Adventure In Modern Dentistry, which is supposed to protect those rather pricy implants from teeth-grinding, not that we've ever ground our teeth, accidentally or on purpose, in either the day OR the night. But we do follow directions and what the hell... wearing a nighttime mouth guard can't hurt, right? Well, sorta, if you discount the fact the mouth guard managed to pull the bridge right out of my mouth when I went to remove it yesterday morning. So we went in to Dr. Thompson's office today and had that bridge re-glued on to its posts, this time with permanent adhesive. It's always sumthin'...
We're listenin' to The Last Waltz today, seein as how that spiffy four-disc box set hit our mailbox earlier today. I stumbled on to the movie last week (which I hadn't seen in sumthin' like forever) and was much taken with both the concert and more importantly the music. "Much taken" includes various and sundry observations about how very YOUNG we all were back in 1976... which is to say Van Morrison in his prime, Dylan looking not lookin' like an old man, and Joni lookin' ravishing. We also got a lil bit introspective during the course o' the movie, comparing who we were back in '76 to who we are today... and we almost got to the point o' tears. Ah... lost youth. Every performer in that film/concert is pushin' 70 (I include myself in that category), some are there, and at least one has passed on. It DOES get depressing, this growin' old thing. But leave us not digress.
So immediately after the movie was over we hied ourself off to Amazon and ordered up the four-disc box set of The Last Waltz and O! My! are we ever glad we did. The music is simply spectacular and it really sounds good wafting out o' my windows on this brilliant High Plains day. A track off the album:
OK, our duty is done. It's back outside to continue as we've begun.
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Well, now... how about THAT? "Ledgestone Luxury Apartments"... LUXURY apartments! We always thought the place was kinda nice but we didn't realize we'd landed in the lap o' luxury. I suppose now we'll have to begin puttin' on airs and such.
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In the "it's always sumthin'" category... we had to go see our dentist today on account o' because our lower bridge... a four-tooth bridge... popped right out o' our mouth yesterday morning, much to our surprise. We were provided with a nighttime mouth guard after our latest Adventure In Modern Dentistry, which is supposed to protect those rather pricy implants from teeth-grinding, not that we've ever ground our teeth, accidentally or on purpose, in either the day OR the night. But we do follow directions and what the hell... wearing a nighttime mouth guard can't hurt, right? Well, sorta, if you discount the fact the mouth guard managed to pull the bridge right out of my mouth when I went to remove it yesterday morning. So we went in to Dr. Thompson's office today and had that bridge re-glued on to its posts, this time with permanent adhesive. It's always sumthin'...
―:☺:―
We're listenin' to The Last Waltz today, seein as how that spiffy four-disc box set hit our mailbox earlier today. I stumbled on to the movie last week (which I hadn't seen in sumthin' like forever) and was much taken with both the concert and more importantly the music. "Much taken" includes various and sundry observations about how very YOUNG we all were back in 1976... which is to say Van Morrison in his prime, Dylan looking not lookin' like an old man, and Joni lookin' ravishing. We also got a lil bit introspective during the course o' the movie, comparing who we were back in '76 to who we are today... and we almost got to the point o' tears. Ah... lost youth. Every performer in that film/concert is pushin' 70 (I include myself in that category), some are there, and at least one has passed on. It DOES get depressing, this growin' old thing. But leave us not digress.
So immediately after the movie was over we hied ourself off to Amazon and ordered up the four-disc box set of The Last Waltz and O! My! are we ever glad we did. The music is simply spectacular and it really sounds good wafting out o' my windows on this brilliant High Plains day. A track off the album:
OK, our duty is done. It's back outside to continue as we've begun.
The far left?
ReplyDeleteOh, your apartment! Got it. Moving on, nothing to see here.
Heh. There was a time in the wayback when that could apply to me politically, as well. No more.
Delete1976 is the year my daughter, who just brought my granddaughter into the world, was born.
ReplyDeleteI remember the Doc saying, "This one could be a fullback... uh! She's a girl."
Yes she is... and from where I sit, good looking, too.
The Second Mrs. Pennington and I were running around Japan in 1976, flush with love's first bloom. So we both have joyous memories of that year, Skip.
DeleteThe Ledgestone - where do they come up with these names? Sounds so luxurious.
ReplyDeleteIt sounds more luxurious than it IS, lemmee tell ya.
DeleteGee, Buck, don't ya think they went overboard with all that lush luxury landscaping and vegetation? Remember, you're payin' for all that. lol.
ReplyDelete(Reminds me of when my parents sold their home and moved into a town-house development named Eagle Pointe overlooking a lake near the university. You could
tell it was a luxury dealio because they spelled "Point" with an "e," right? LOL)
(PS: And they paid dearly for that "e" I'll tell you, lol.)
Hey... it's the southwest, and the landscaping IS luxurious for these parts. Beats the hell outta junk cars and weeds in the front yard. As for that "E" at the end of "Point," I hear ya. Think "Grosse Pointe," heh.
DeleteNot to be nitpicky or anything (ah, hell...who am I kidding?!), but don't you mean September of 2011? If you've been living there for 19 months...
ReplyDeleteYou're right. Thanks for that!
DeleteYou're welcome! I'm SUCH a PITA, lol.
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