OK. I've been in a "funk" for the last couple of weeks. It happens. I think I'm just feeling my age. I'll be 66 on Saturday. As my wife pointed out, 66 on the 6th means I'm the work of Satan. 666. I thought she had figured that out durning the honeymoon.
It seems like it wasn't that long ago that I could move all the parts of my body without making an involuntary noise. Things either, squeak, pop or I let out an audible sound. Frump.




Well, Happy Early Birthday! Hey, all those involuntary nioses helps remind us were still kickin!
valerieFeeling funky during this time of the year is pretty natural for folks around here. Weather getting gloomy and leaves changing and falling, it's only natural to feel down. It was getting dark here yesterday by 6:30. A month or so ago it was 8:30. The long summer sleep and the return of winter. Blah Blah Blah.....
I hope your mood lightens up, after all you have another year to celebrate in a few days. Take care
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