It was the second period and the Leafs were behind by two goals, which was understandable as the Bruins were a tough team to beat. In game seven the Bruins win in the 2019 playoffs and the Leafs are out.
The Leafs have not won the Stanley Cup since playing against the Montreal Canadiens back in 1967. In total the Toronto Maple Leafs have won the cup 13 times.
Fans are a dedicated bunch that come out every year to cheer on the Leafs watching them make it to playoffs only to be heartbroken year after year.
I’m sure their goal to win will eventually come, and I hope it’s sooner than later.
It seems lately that I’m aging faster than I’d like to, but I suppose everyone feels that way when they hit a certain age.
Looking in the mirror I see my older self but when I’m out and about carrying on with my day I don’t think of myself as looking as old as I do if you get my drift.
My husband loves to bug me about my memory not being what it used to. A song will come on the radio and he’ll say to me what band is that? It drives me crazy as I know I like the song and the band but for the life of me, I can’t remember who it is singing.
My wish is to not end up with Alzheimer’s as it scares the hell out of me.
verb (used without object),tem·po·rized,tem·po·riz·ing.
to be indecisive or evasive to gain time or delay acting.
to comply with the time or occasion; yield temporarily or ostensibly to prevailing
opinion or circumstances.
to treat or parley so as to gain time (usually followed by with).
to come to terms (usually followed by with ).
to effect a compromise (usually followed by between ).
10. Heiligenschein (German for “halo” or “aureola”, pronounced [ˈhaɪlɪɡənˌʃaɪn]) is an optical phenomenon in which a bright spot appears around the shadow of the viewer’s head in the presence of dew. In photogrammetry and remote sensing, it is more commonly known as the hotspot.)
Back in the 1960s life was not as complex as it is right now, people were not in a rush all the time, speech no matter who was talking, man, woman, or child was a lot easier to understand compared to the unknown language that teens use today.
Back then we played tag, now we tag photo’s, stories, articles, use it quite a bit on social media and so forth.
I’ve many good memories of the ’60s as I lived with my grandparents.
As I look back today my grandmother must have had a heiligenschein around her head as she was the kindest, gentlest, most loving person I’ve ever met. She was a svelte woman with beautiful curls and I’m sure one that could win a beauty contest, hands down.
She was always trying to get me to temporize the death of my mother and she would insert stories of her every chance she got bouncing them off me in many of the conversations we had.
My son and I were discussing the Easter Sunday dinner menu like we do for most holiday family dinners since we both love to cook and usually end up making most of the meal together.
This year we are having a bit of a dilemma as we cannot come to an agreement on what type of meat to serve.
He wants prime rib, he always wants prime rib and I think a nice ham or turkey would be nice, but I am leaning towards the ham as we’ve been eating turkey since Thanksgiving and frankly, I’m getting sick of it if that’s even possible.
I find it so much easier and less work to cook a ham than a turkey with stuffing, cranberries, mashed potatoes, glazed carrots, brussels sprouts, and mashed turnip. You don’t have to stuff a ham, peel and cut up turnips or rutabagas, peel the potatoes, make up the stuffing to stuff the turkey … and so on.
Well looks like it’s now down to two different types of meat to serve, what do you think prime rib or ham?
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A wonderful serenity has taken possession of my entire soul, like these sweet mornings of spring which I enjoy with my whole heart. I am alone, and feel the charm of existence in this spot, which was created for the bliss of souls like mine. I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence, that I neglect my talents. I should be incapable of drawing a single stroke at the present moment; and yet I feel that I never was a greater artist than now.