Chronicles of Cammy My Fool's Journey and Travelogue

It’s Thursday.  A long way from Sunday, but Mr. Al is taking me away this weekend to celebrate my birthday, which is tomorrow.  My MacBook’s calendar had a delightful little reminder this morning informing me that tomorrow is Cammy’s 58^th Birthday.

ACK!!!!!!

I was pretending not to notice how close to 60 that number is.  But, when it’s up on your desktop reminders in a little box I have to “snooze” or “dismiss,” it’s not so easy to pretend.

I used to think that the 50s were the beginning of the Land of the Old Fart, and that when you reached 60, well….you’d arrived.

Like many other things, I need to put this concept in my re-think pile.

I’m healthy.  I’m strong.  I don’t feel old.  I look pretty funny when I run, though, so we’ll not do so much of that.   I’ve noticed that those who say that “age is relative” are either really young or really old.  I’ve also noticed that my selfies have a more worn and frayed look about them.  (It’s really tempting run’em through PhotoShop.)

But…oh well. I mean, what are you going to do?

I don’t know what you’re going to do, but I’m planning on playing, having fun and adventuring for as long as I can.

I’m going to set this up to post on Sunday, since I shall be adventuring, yes indeedy.

Happy Sunday, Peeps!