Bailey - the running amok thing? Oh, yeah. (you made me laugh!) - go for it! And check back here on the strange/wonderful people you encounter. ((hugs!!!))

Wow congratulations I know what a big step that was. I think that it's great, I have found such solice in meeting new people. Another plus is if they do not know your "Big Swede" it give you a chance to tell them all about him.
Go and enjoy yourself.
Hugs, Sandi

Bailey,
Come and get me. I'll go with you. If this is anywhere near L.A. I'm in.

You are exactly the kind of person that I love hanging out with......Don't get scared, I'm not a stalker [or, maybe I am. I could be the widow stalker!] Who better to stalk widow's then another widow!

Thank you for making me smile today. I was feeling so badly for my kids, who don't have a Dad anymore. I wasn't so sure that I was worthy of being both Mom and Dad! It was hard enough being Mom......I needed your post.

I tried going to a "widow's grieving group" and they were more "clicky" than the clicks in high school. It felt so uncomfortable!

I'll be your cheering squad for sure.....I'm very proud of you and can't wait to hear more stories of dining with the women!

Warmly,
Roz

Well Bailey, I don't know if my cheerleader outfit will still fit me after all these years, and I'm afraid that my hairy legs just won't do that cute little skirt justice. But I definitely am going to cheer you on. For whatever reason, we all seem to be left here alone without the most important person in our life, and now it's entirely up to us to make the most of whatever life we have left. So I say, Go for it girl !!! I am truly proud of your daughter, grandson, and especially you my friend. I'm giving you a cyber high-five. Do tell us all about your excursions and the new friends you meet. Enjoy! ~ Scottie

Oh my! Marsha, I'm glad the idea of a granny running amok made you smile. Maybe there is a great financial venture there for us. I've heard of College Girls Gone Wild, maybe we could do something like Grannies Run Amok. I can picture it now... a great lot of us all dressed in purple with red hats descending on unsuspecting Snooty Citizens, kicking over tables and giggling maniacally. Of course our main cheerleader, Scott would be egging us on, waving his power poms and sporting hairy legs. (We will have to address the great waxing adventure with Scott at a later date. We can't have his hairy legs over shadowing our pretty blue hair.lol)

Sandi, I just hope I can keep the courage. I live in a small town and have only lived here about 10 years. My Swede and I were a pretty closed unit. We had life long friends but not in our community. He grew up here, so I am the "odd man out" here. Hopefully I will meet some new friends. The table I was at were friendly, but other tables were ore Snooty and full of themselves. (The perfect targets for out Grannies Run Amok gang!. Lol

ROZ, unfortunately I'm about 1,700 miles from LA. But maybe we could start a franchise. I can see a lot of like minded widows/widower viewing this as a social outlet. We would meet folk, get exercise running from the outraged Snooty and have lots of new experiences.

And Scott. You will play an important role also. We will need a good PR person. With your writing skill I think you will be a great asset And of course we might need a Geezers Gang, too.

Seriously, you all make my life better. Love you all. Have a peace filled evening. {{{Hugs}}} ~ Bailey ~

Congradulations,keep on going you will be alright. It's good for you to get out. You don't want to slide into a depression. The meal sounds like a good deal. Yay you can do it. Hugs, Donna

bailey, I too have been gently pushing myself to step out of my comfort zone. Its amazing the kindness, that is really out there, if we just keep the faith in ourselves. Glad you had a great time, suprising how sometimes those homemade meals, are not only good, but cheap too, lol. much love and big hugs, carla

Bailey, you crack me up!!! I am proud to call you my friend. Thank you for making me laugh. ~ Scottie

Bailey--I used to call my late husband "my warm Norwegian" so I was already smiling before I read your entire post. I actually went to our favorite restaurant by myself about three months after he died. It was really tough but it was just something I had to do. Of course, I was teary-eyed by the time the check arrived but the waitstaff was proud of me. Congratulations...baby steps mean everything :)!

Roses are red, Violets are blue,
Nice to hear you are well fed, we'll be cheering on you.

You go girl,,,Go with an open mind and a strong attitudeI know you can work a room,,,Keep going and keep up the good work,,,You inspire us..c

Way to go Bailey! One of my best moves was becoming a 'regular', at a nearby diner. The food was good, good value, good people that got used to me and me them. What was that show, 'sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name....'? I know it's scary but keep it up, you belong there and soon you'll be welcoming new people that need you to be there.
Hugs,
Jean

I know what a huge step this was for you because you tend to hibernate easily. I forced myself to rejoin the world and you'll be glad you took the step. I'm here to cheer you on. Sharon

Good for you Bailey. I'm glad it went well and hope you do go again. I understand how hard it was. Glad they were not snooty. Take care, Mary

Way to go. Im so glad you branched out. each step is a step no matter what. I do like Roz's "widow stalker idea LOL) We should be the widow stalkers and get t-shirts made!!

Hugs

Lisa