I promised my husband I wouldn’t talk about him in my blog, but since he doesn’t read it anyway and I know I can count on you to keep it to yourself, this one was just too good to resist. His Christmas present to me this year was the coup de grace, home run, the grand slam of gift-for-your-wife faux pas – not one, not two but a set of three crock pots – one medium size and two little ones. Combined with the large 5-quart Crock Pot I already own I’ll be able happy housewife2to open a concession stand at the CNE selling hot dogs. Am I not the luckiest girl in the world? To be fair, he did consult me ahead of time – told me he saw them at Sam’s Club and was very impressed. While I gently stated that I thought I could manage without them, he got more excited and it became obvious he really wanted to buy them. Guys clearly love gadgets with electrical cords no matter how useless they are. Part of his responsibility for giving me such a precious gift included finding a place to store them. After a great deal of clanging and banging, he managed to clear out the top shelf of the cupboard in the laundry room so now they’re all safe and sound – and out of sight! I’m truly, truly blessed.

He also got me a nice book that I’m enjoying and in order to preempt complete and utter catastrophe on the gift front, I had pre-selected, purchased and placed under the tree, a lovely little Tiffany’s blue box for Lynda containing a pendant on a silver chain. Whew! Saved by the credit card. He “done good” after all.

Lynda Davis

As an early Baby Boomer, born in 1947, it seems to me that as we approach our retirement years, Boomers have gone from being the energy driving our nation to slowly becoming invisible. We risk losing our identity as society remains stubbornly youth-centric. And the irony is that Gen Xers and Ys are not the majority; we are. BOOMERBROADcast is my platform for being the voice of Baby Boomers, women in particular. We've generated a lot of changes over the decades but there's still a long way to go. After a 40-year career in the corporate world, I've taken up expressing the observations and concerns of our generation. Instead of pounding the pavement in my bellbottoms with a cardboard sign, I'm pounding my laptop (I learned to type on a manual typewriter and old habits die hard). If you have issues or concerns you would like voiced or have comments on what I've voiced, I'd love to hear from you. We started breaking the rules in the sixties and now that we're in our sixties it's no time to become complacent. Hope you'll stay tuned and if you like BOOMERBROADcast, share it with your friends. Let's rock n' roll! If you would like to be notified whenever I publish a new posting, click on the little blue box in the lower right of your screen that says +Follow→ Lynda Davis

This Post Has 3 Comments

  1. That is so sweet. My husband and I just go out shopping together.

  2. Whatever happened to “it’s the thought that counts”….cut the guy some slack….I got a new washer/dryer for Christmas and new tires for my birthday so you know it only gets better the longer you are married!


  3. Wow Lynda, you certainly are a ‘lucky hot dog’. If you weren’t so far away, we would drop in for one….

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