Me Again

A long, long time ago, early in the morning, after a night long thunderstorm, I was born on my Grandfather's Birthday, this day.  I have somehow survived another year.  I have reached the point that Ron describes as having more yesterdays, than tomorrows, but I probably have a few good years left to go.  I thought about doing a video, as Spo often does, but I couldn't decide what to say. Like John I am surrounded by things I like, that have meaning to me, there is really not much that I want or need. If you really must, a Krogen 70 is always a thoughtful gift, if it comes with a trust fund to fill the fuel tanks. 

I am taking the day off and I will spend the morning checking in with friends. I will start off my morning living vicariously through Walt and Ken.  Anne Marie sent me a card a few days ago. I will check in with Sharon in Phoenix, and see what the Mistress is up to today, and check in down under with Andrew and on Mitchell, SG and the cats, and on Fearsome and Blobby.  I will check the latest politics with Bob. I will check in on a few others, some of whom I wish posted often enough to check on daily.  If I missed mentioning you, sorry!  

I will be home with my love.  Hoping for a quiet day. 

Birthdays can be weird for me, my mother forgot mine several times, I was let go from a job once (reduction in force) on my birthday.  So I tend to lay low.  Five years ago we had lunch and I had one beer (just one) at the Hofbrau House in Munich, that was memorable.  

Take care, have fun, treasure each day, each week, each month, and each year.  Our time is finite, our supply of birthdays is not unlimited. Enjoy,   I will.