I'LL SEE WHAT THE PRESIDENT IS SEEING...

a glimpse of splenor

I arrived frazzled on Martha’s Vineyard. The cab driver was stoned. He drove out to the middle of the island complaining the entire time that there were only two people in his cab. He seemed confused as we reached an intersection of unpaved roads. We had given him an address, but he still could not find our destination. He yelled at my friend and me when we suggested he might take a right by the chickens crossing the road.
He and his taxi started over heating. We hit some rocks. He cursed. In the distance I noticed a small house with clothes hanging on the line out front. I honestly did not think this was it, but, since our plans were all last minute and it was the single busiest week of the summer, maybe we really would be staying in someone’s laundry room.

In need of serious rest and relaxation, at first I didn’t want to go into whatever kind of lodge this was. But, we did not have much of a choice. So I dragged in my two large bags for one night stay.

To calm my nerves, I decided to step out back for some fresh air. Suddenly it felt like the scene in the Wizard of Oz, when things change from black and white to color. I opened the back door and beheld a stupendous nature sanctuary and a view that rivals the top of the world. It was lovelier than anything I had ever experienced...there were birds, butterflies, an ocean and ponds.  As she pointed to the house across from us, the host told me, “That’s where the president is staying.” As it turns out, I had the exact view as the First Family.

All I can say to that is….Out front the laundry, out back Obama! My friend laughed and said, “Only you, Renee, could bypass the presidential suite for the presidential retreat!”

Since this is a positive, happy, upbeat blog….naturally, things only got better ….
But, I will have to save the rest of the story for later. I must take some time to prepare my book proposal for the agent. This blog (not me) will be on vacation for at least a week. I promise to share more of what I am calling …. I’ll See What he’s Seeing, as soon as I can. I will tell you that I did not meet the president, but I got pretty close.

In the mean time please keep enjoying your summer~ it’s not over yet…When you allow yourself to fully breathe into the universe, magic happens.

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SIMPLE SUMMER PLEASURES...

relaxing after a good cry

With all the work I do, like securing an agent for my first book, working on the second, taking care of Aunty, fighting to save Grace (I will explain later), maintaining a blog, and just trying to live a life…I had to take a couple of days off. I headed for Martha’s Vineyard. It just happened to be the busiest week of the summer with the President arriving, the annual fair, Illumination Night, and their fireworks celebration. I managed to book the one available room. I was delighted to find out that the farmhouse I would be staying at had an outdoor shower, a cozy hammock, and a certain something spectacular which I will write about soon.

Does anyone know anything about hammock etiquette, or how you get in and out of those things? Once I put my feet up, it was impossible not to relax. I cried for the first few minutes while my psyche adjusted to a state of pure relaxation. Later, that hot afternoon, the owner suggested I try the outdoor shower. What a blast. The feeling is ageless. Lathering up with lavender soap under the August sun, with the sky overhead, and a breeze to dry you, makes for a truly unforgettable experience. I hope all my readers can find a way to such bliss, and such a simple pleasure, before summer is over.

Please enjoy what warm days we have left. I promise to be back soon with one incredible tale of my time on Martha’s Vineyard. I found a way to go back in time. I sat and watched the sun setting on a beach. And, yes, I did manage to get close to the president. It might not be what you think…but, I followed what I said in the closing of my last blog post. Now the story of my two and a half days on MV is one of my favorites yet….

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WHERE THERE'S A WILL THERE'S RENEE...again~

Rockin out at Fenway...

They said it could not be done….but then my motto kicked in…Where There’s a Will There’s Renee!


In my post J. Geils, I talked about the fact that I did not have tickets to last week’s J. Geils and Aerosmith’s sold out show at Fenway Park. Everyone knew that I was so determined to get tickets that even the Boston Herald newspaper wrote (page five on Saturday August 14th 2010) “Renee Gold, of Ageless with Aunty, doesn’t have tickets but plans to show up anyway.”

So, I did what my friends call Pulled a Renee….

I put on my rock and roll garb, including the original J. Geils tee-shirt, grabbed some cash and headed towards Kenmore Square in Boston. I believed I would find someone selling tickets. Eventually, outside of House of Blues, my sister and I met a guy and his girl who had two extra tickets. Ten minutes before the show we gave him all the money we had between us, which was about three hundred dollars (ouch…. I honestly have not ever paid that much for a ticket in my life) and we walked into Fenway Park, into the concert that had sold out in twenty-three minutes.

diddyboppin

When I realized we had last row, grandstand seats, I put on my sky blue rock and roll cap and my mirrored shades, and grabbed my sister’s hand. We moseyed into a great empty section of box seats and carried on as if we belonged there. Miraculously we were able to stay in the good seats all night….well, almost all night. Towards the end of the show, the generous guy standing next to us asked, “Would you like to go down front?” Silly question…. Next thing I knew…

while Aerosmith played Walk This Way….WE DID! My sister and I, and some guy who obviously worked for Fenway, went traipsing through the crowd of over thirty thousand, while I waved my glowing magic wand. We made our way up close to Steven Tyler…who by the way, is AGELESS. He looks great.

It was such a rush I almost jumped out of my skin. And both bands were incredible… It was worth every dollar.

I guess I will have to ask you to come back soon OR SUBSCRIBE TO THE RIGHT, IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY, to hear about how we got into one of the after parties at House of Blues…Things just kept getting better all night! Not only did I walk that way, but, I walked the talk of this blog: I kept unleashing that triumphant spirit….where anything is always possible… and no dream is too big.

Rock on~

This Blog Honors That Book...

My mother, Aunty, Grace and I, celebrate one of my favorite books which is now a major motion picture opening today~

EAT

PRAY

LOVE

Aunty & Grace

THE JOY OF MOVEMENT...

I can not say enough about the joy of movement…

Dancing is one of the ways aunty stays young. She has inspired me to do the same.

One morning while Aunty and I were doing our thing our neighbor passed by. He heard the energetic sounds of the Rebirth Brass Band. He yelled up… “Are you two dancing again?!” He insisted on filming us….and here are the results….just hit this link.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G9GHJZQjhfc

For more on this incredible music go to http://www.rebirthbrassband.com/

I don't think there is a living soul who can sit through this music....Rebirth must be danced to!