Today would be Sarge's birthday, he'd be 75 today. If he was still here I'm sure we'd be celebrating it on a cruise. Instead I'll be playing canasta and spending time with some gal pals. I'm glad I'll be busy. Some days are harder than others but all in all I am really doing fine. He would be (is) happy I know.
I took a look at my calendar a bit ago. It is filled to the brim. I don't know how anyone has time to work. Retirement is a busy business! The biggest difference to me is getting out of bed when I danged well feel like it. Now that's not to say I sleep in often because I don't, but if I want to I can.
I dislike alarm clocks and love waking up naturally. It's one of life's luxuries. Like warm bread and cold butter. That's only really good for one bite before the bread cools and the butter warms but it's a magnificent bite for sure. When you have the chance to eat this just savor that bite. Trust me.
Roche' is still under his Christmas tree. I swear I have never seen a rock more engrossed with anything in my life. You should just see him!
I think the fish oil is kicking in again. It comes and goes you know. Just last week I couldn't add my meld for canasta worth a hoot. Then another gal had the same problem. I told her we ought to open an accounting firm. But we couldn't, there isn't enough time.
Guess I'll go now and have a snack. I like coffee and think I'll make a cup and just enjoy it. Have a great Thursday. I know I will...