January is flying by, What the hell?

normally January is slow going. Crap that means I'm old and it doesn't matter all months have been shortened to what the hell happened to the time. I thought I had more time. Now do I cut my hair? buy a sweat suit, trade in my sports car?  Naaaaaaaaaah, not yet.  I'm leaving middle age kicking and screaming. I don't mind the digits, it is all that goes with it.  I'm sore, tired, cranky, and that's a good day!   No just kidding, I'm having a great time.  I did hurt my siatic nerve and that seems old. But I refuse to give up.  Now let me tell you about the grandkids.............   Did I tell you how slow January is going? ............  ha!

New Year

2011, who would have thought it?  I am kind of disappointed at the lack of progress we've made in that time. I don't mean me personally, I think I mean you.  No jet packs, flying cars, traveling to different planets, and pictures phones a la Jetsons. Oh wait, we totally have picture phones, we skyped to our Grands on Long Island last night. Now we just need the masks like..what was George Jetson's wife's name?  Meet George Jetson, Jane his wife, daughter Judy, his son Elroy, and crap, now I can't remember the dogs name. Anyway Jane put on this mask that she had with makeup on and hair done to talk on the phone.  If I could figure out a way to do that, I could make a fortune! Oh yea, and we haven't gotten rid of greed.