Do you have our Boo at the Zoo tickets yet? Pretty called to me from her chair in the den last night while I struggled to catch up on a sea of emails in my office.This past weekend was Laver Cup tennis, one of my favorite tennis events of the year, but the 2022 tournament was in London which meant I was glued to the Telly on British Summer Time for three days with no opportunity for the 3Rs: reading emails, reading blogs and reading bills.
Boo at the Zoo tickets? I called back to Pretty. It’s not even October, I thought to myself, but I obediently went to the Riverbanks Zoo website to find out about tickets. Last year was our first ever Boo experience because, you guessed it (a) Covid restrictions were lifted for the annual Halloween at the Zoo extravaganza and (b) we had a two year old granddaughter.
Ella fell in love with her first real Halloween in 2021,
eyes full of wonder at friendly ghost as we entered
Boo at the Zoo
The dates for Boo are October 20th. – 30th., I told Pretty when she walked into my office to make sure I was following up. Luckily, I continued, there are 2,900+ tickets available every night.
Well, Pretty said, I’d better text Caroline (a/k/a Pretty Too, mother of Ella) to get our date on the calendar right away.
Exactly, I answered. Game on. Pretty returned to her iPhone in the den.
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September flew by this year – such an emotional one with the retirement of Serena Williams the first week of the US Open followed by this past weekend’s farewell to another living legend of the game: Roger Federer. Woe is me, I am undone. I feel like I’ve lost two best friends within a month; I’m feeling sad and angry, as Ella says when she fusses at me for one of my thoughtless outbursts in her direction. The word No should never be in anyone’s vocabulary.
I’m angry with Time and Tide which wait for no man, according to an ancient proverb, and we can add they seem to speed up for tennis players over the age of 40. If only I could put Time in that bottle Jim Croce sang about…
However, I will enjoy five more days in September, the first days of autumn, thirty-one days of Halloween excitement with soon to be three year old granddaughter Ella and her eight months old baby sister Molly, trying to avoid the angst of the looming general election on November 8th.
Stay safe from all hurricanes, stay sane and please stay tuned.
I'll Call It Like I See It 
Adorable, Sheila! You all looked prehistorically enchanting.
Hopefully the midterm elections don’t throw us back into the stone age. All you can do in a Red State is vote your heart out. Good people in every state must march like ants to the polls.
Stay safe. It’s going to be a stormy few months in many ways.
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Yes, thanks, Ann! I talked to a friend who is planning to move to a blue state if the mid-terms take us back to the stone age. We might have to leave the country! Now we’d have to carry grands, too…hm. Children’s parents, dogs, one cat…hm. Sigh.
Love and hugs to our favorite Pennsylvania sister.
P.S. Did I ever tell you my grandfather had a brother named William Penn Morris? I’m sure I told you about our Quaker ancestors at some point.
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Morris is a big name around here. I would love to take you to the many Philadelphia area Quaker landmarks one day.
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That would be great!! I would love that – also cemeteries where I have relatives there!!
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Oh, the mid-terms without a doubt! Hope you all have a fabulously scary Halloween and drum up enough women to avert the disaster that could happen…
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Thanks, Annie – Italy scares me, too.
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Best wishes for a happy fall for all of us! ❤
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