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Perfection

How we strive to be perfect. I, for one, manage to fall flat on my face in the effort to be perfect. I start to blog and try to put in a title which is really hard to do, then to get a picture into the space. One wrong turn and I have minutes of pure frustration as the picture wont come up all because I pushed something I should not have. If I were perfect that wouldn't happen, and it happens so often you now know I am one of your 'imperfect' friends.

I had to sign off, find out what I did wrong and start again and the picture came out just fine. Isn't it a work of art? Isn't it beautiful? Makes me feel good just looking at it. Soon we will have December 7th and the anniversary of the start of World War II. It is hard to believe that over sixty years have gone by since that war ended.

PBS had a special on this week of "The Big Band" era and it was a trip down memory lane. I actually could sing some of the words to the songs, but then as a teen ager I sang and danced to those tunes, day dreamed, fell in and out of love a dozen times. Of course we had no idea what love was all about, but before long with much dating behind us, we found out there was a certain one that seemed to bring out the desire to 'go steady' but how come he wanted to go steady with someone else? I guess we were all looking for 'the perfect' mate. Of course we eventually found Mr. Perfect . . . or was he? Nope, just a great guy that did his best to love us in spite of our inperfections. I was very lucky as I found one that was just as imperfect as me.