If you check out the comment thread of my last post, between The Master and I, you will see that we both have significant birthdays coming up in 2017.
How did I get to be this old?
Time slips away, unknowing and unsuspecting. One day I am 25 with a flat stomach and no cellulite and the next I am heading toward the big 6-0, wondering why I can’t lose 5 pounds of flubber around a flubbery midsection to save my soul.
I need a piece of chocolate and an ice cream cone to contemplate this mystery.
While contemplation runs afoot and somewhat wild, I thought I would take this opportunity to steer you toward an upcoming blogfest. Blogger Dan Antion at No Facilities and six of his friends are holding the Cherished Blogfest the weekend of July 24-26, 2015. All you have to do is write about a cherished object and share with the blogging community and other Cherished Blogfest participants. Check out the Blogfest link to learn details. I’ve picked out my cherished object and can hardly wait to get started on writing the post.
I’ve been a tad busy and unable to sit down at the computer and write a novel about anything, including mom or the cats or the lovely fireworks display this past Saturday. I suppose I could have penned a poem or shared yet another photo of the felines last night, but I preferred to sit outside with the neighbors, eating a bratwurst, sipping on spiced rum and cola, and talking stupid. I have priorities.
This afternoon, after work, I have to make a trip to mom’s place (brandy emergency, she’s almost out) (bad daughter forgot to check on Sunday), then hit the gym, make supper, water the patio plants, watch Star Trek (priorities, people), and finally go to bed.
The rest of the week is a bust as well: Thursday evening is filled with a performance of “The Lion in Winter” at the local community theater. Natasha’s daughter is one of the leads, I will be in the audience. On Friday evening, I shall be in attendance at a Christian music festival (Chris Tomlin anyone?). Saturday’s time is taken with a friend’s husband’s funeral (it’s okay, he had been very ill for quite some time), a visit with mom, doing laundry and getting ready to leave Sunday afternoon on a short business trip. I might be able to sit and relax by next Tuesday night.
And time continues to slip away…
So, it is with sadness that I must succumb to a mini blogging vacation. I have to steer thoughts and actions to other events. I’ll be back next week and I may even have a story to tell about all of this busy-ness.
In the meantime, sign up for a blogfest and go find a few new bloggers at WordPress. You’ll need something to occupy your time while I’m gone.