
The weekend continued to be fun with a side trip to Vegas, too much to eat, too much to drink, tired feet from walking all up and down the strip, more bells ringing with wins, (and some disappointing losses), a great night seeing LaCage, enjoying the Fremont Street light show, cheering on the Cardinals to victory with a group of people from around the country, and lots of laughter with a great friend.
Not too fun to have to admit to being 62, but do have social security checks to look forward to, and need to appreciate reaching this age and still having my wonderful mother and great sisters alive and well, having my children married and with those wonderful grandsons and spouses, and having some very special friends in both Minnesota and Arizona. I am grateful that I am still able to ride my golden boy, Bart, and have a lovable toy Aussie who still thinks I'm worth sharing a house with. And when one is complaining about being 62, it is good to remember that some friends and family were not fortunate enough to live to reach that mature age. I think of my classmates Bobby, Mary Lou, Larry and Marilyn, and of my cousins Buddy and Dennis.
Yes, it is true...Getting Old Isn't For Sissies. The body doesn't work like it used to and certainly doesn't look the same. But it gets me where I want to go, allows me laughter and the heartwarming feelings that come from the calls, cards and gifts. Thank you all for being there for me......you made this eventful date a very special one for me. And I am younger that I ever will be again...now THAT is worth a celebration!
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