My Daddy and I circa 1968
My Daddy and I circa 2019
I'm forefront left and Dad is at the end on the right.
So its official, I've spent the last year on top of the hill and tomorrow (Wednesday) the descent begins...
I've always planned on living to 106, so I'm still not half way -- another 55 years to go, but still... the proverbial hill has been crested.
As you likely know by now, we are finished this workamping gig Nov 1 and we have a new adventure on the horizon. Honestly, we've been through so much this last decade or so, that I think I'd like a little time to just be- and I'm looking forward to that.
I could get a 'job', or volunteer or ... but not yet, I don't know what I want to do with my time but for a short while I'm just going to learn our little island and experience the wonders of Pickleball 4 times a week!
I have an idea for a 'market' type business, but I'm in no rush.
Every year, Brad wants to drag me - kicking and screaming- out to dinner (spoiled Princess, I know) and every year I say no, but this time I'm looking forward to it. Moby's has the best dry ribs, second only to Saskatoon's 'Cheesetoast', circa 1986 and we all know how long ago that was. Last time we went to Moby's (about 2 days ago) they were out of the ribs. Tomorrow is my birthday, so they damn sure better have some in!!! I might even have an alcoholic beverage -- IF I remember, LOL
But hey, I'm still cute, right?!