Birthday Greetings.

It's my 54th!
My son made this really startling surprising present.
He left it on the table when I came in today-it was a complete surprise.
My own skateboard.
Truckless (at present).

I got a wish today too, talking to people dear to me.

So while we were driving in Westlake, for some strange reason something I thought up to do, the radio played "Like A Rolling Stone."
Some of the questions in the text of that song might be valuable for me to address.
Since the purpose of my blogging is to reflect.
(Song text = Bob Dylan)

 
"How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?"


It feels strange, Bob.




At 54 I've distilled my wisdom down to a few things I aim at MYSELF.
Avoid talking politics.
Pass on candy.
Do not tell your children about your past. 
Eyes deteriorate.
Things you acquire or buy are responsibilities, chose with care.
Kittens have sharp claws.
Almost every judgmental thing I've ever said or felt- came back to bite me on the rear.
The garage will get cleaned when you get out there and clean it.
Offer something worth getting.
Too much of the time I'm ahead of my time.

 Going to try to do some better blogging and actually write soon. To be honest I'm still reeling from a long year teaching. Vacation is very necessary.