Friday the Thirteenth...

Today was Friday the Thirteenth. I am not superstitious, but ... knowing it, does make me stop, listen, look over my shoulder, and then hurry to where ever I am going! Why? I am not quite sure, probably because you hear the tall tales and see the people who are superstitious go through their rituals. It may be that Halloween was only a couple of weeks ago. It could be the current state of our world - poor economy, unemployment rising, older folks worrying, a tenseness in the air - but, I am not superstitious! Yesterday was my birthday. I am now sixty... it was not that long ago that I would have said sixty was OLD. Well, not anymore! I am a believer now - you are only as old/young as you feel. To be sixty feels pretty darn good on Friday the Thirteenth. I bet you wondered how I was going to connect those two thoughts, didn't you? My girlfriend turned sixty the day before I did. We celebrated today with a yummy lunch at Applebees and a coffee at Starbucks. It was a nice birthday. Sixty may be all right after all. Oh my, 1:00 AM ... and still, much to do before I can sleep. I hope you have a great weekend! Remember, "Y'all come back, ya' hear"