Birthday thoughts
I would be the first to admit I have been floundering and way behind on posting anything.
To that end, I decided, if you don’t consider a birthday, kind of a watershed moment much like New Year’s Eve we would only get to right our deficiencies once a year. Now, I don’t know about you but my bad habits really need to find some monthly occasion to reset. 😉
I am going to buck the trend and tell my age, 43, along with my reflections on the subject.
43, not bad, not great, but livable.
My neck looks double even when I lose weight, lucky for me though Groupon had a neck tightening discount from some “non”invasive muscle tightening procedure in Scottsdale. What did I do before Groupon?
Feeling pretty healthy and blessed for that, actually blessed enough by that I feel more than a bit guilty for the floundering and dare I say touch of depressed that has bounced around my brain lately.
Cailin is doing terrific. She just continues to grow and spread her wings, her personality grows more independent and funny every day. I love this age the 10/11 age when they are transitioning from kid to a person all their own BUT before the hormones kick in. That I can certainly wait for.
I am blessed with a good man. A kind man. A VERY, VERY, VERY patient man. Okay, well he may be getting a little less patient so we’ll cut that back to a VERY, VERY patient man.
I am blessed with good friends. I would name them, but a couple of them don’t particularly like their name mentioned. Personally, I think they just want to keep plausible deniability. But it is very difficult to put up with me and my weird idiosyncracies. You know that only eating white vegetables, maybe green beans on the third thursday of the month..ok, so I am really not that bad, but they might say close.
My siblings and spouses are doing well as are their kids, another blessing.
I am worried about my son, it is tough being 20 today. He isn’t in trouble he is just a member of the isolation set, existing virtually. Don’t get me wrong, I am all about my computers, iPad, cell phone, etc etc. But at the end of the day, we need people. Even introverts. A terrible job market doesn’t help, where else do we tend to make friends after school is over?
I am worried about my country. Probably, really, for the first time in my life. I feel very much like we are rudderless and the absurdity of the press and the lack of sincerity frightens me. Maybe I just miss Ronald Reagan. The country may not be in any worse shape now than it was then, but I certainly felt better about it. I felt like someone was in charge. Oh, and I was 13. Nothing outside of boys and well, boys was particularly worrisome at 13.
All in all, the positive column leads which takes me back to… 43, not bad, not great, certainly livable.