Big Day

A double hit today.  My birthday and our 43rd wedding anniversary.  There probably isn’t a morning where I don’t wake and pinch myself to remind myself how lucky Jan is to have me!  <ducks off to the bunker for 20 minutes to avoid the worst of the incoming fire>

I took Jan into town for a celebratory lunch. MacDonalds of course.  Their ammonia washed Big Mac’s are delicious.

We were going to eat at the “spoons” but neither of us liked anything on the menu.

My brother sent a birthday email this morning mentioning all the advantages of being my age.

• Kidnappers aren't interested in you.
• In a hostage situation, you're likely to be released first.
• People who call you at 9pm ask if they woke you up.
• No one expects you to run anywhere.
• Things you buy now won't wear out.
• You no longer think of speed limits as a challenge.
• You can live without sex, but not your glasses.
• Your eyesight can't get much worse
• Your supply of brain cells is down to a manageable size.
• You sing along with elevator music (if you can hear it)
• You can have an interesting conversation all by yourself
• Your joints are a better forecaster than the meteorologists at the national weather service

So kind!

I’d tell you more about today’s activities but it’s after 6pm and I feel like a nap.