WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING WITH ME????

Something is happening to me.  It started, about the same time I hit 70. Sometimes I really feel good about it.....other times it really backs me up against the ropes.

My life is changing, the funny thing is ........it may be changing for the better...............just when I thought everything was the best they could be..Does this happen as you get older?  " I really don't know" said self.

Margot and I try to have lunch out at least twice a week.  Mainly for two reasons.  Makes us feel like we can do things, and secondly it takes the pressure off of Margot to try and figure out what SHE will cook for dinner. We try and consider that lunch out "our date".   now being a little to old for nooners we try to make it about 2PM.  We call it LINNER (short for lunch and dinner)  still early enough so we can use a coupon, but late enough so not to be bothered with dinner.  That way we can still snack a little while sitting, talking and watching TV in the evening.
This happened last week but this is the strange thing. We got home and I did the usual things that I am responsible for each day, get the mail, check the phone messengers , check the email, check face book, make sure the printer has paper in it, check the temperature of my wine presently under fermentation, make sure the toilet flushes and the rolls of toilet paper are stocked.............you know all the guy things. Most of all after that I am allowed a 20 minute nap. Boy I sure do need that after all that stuff.

Well, I was taking my nap and I started to dream. I was dreaming about a day when I was in perhaps the 6th grade. We were at recess and I was talking to Vinnie, a mean guy in my class at Franklin elementary. Now Vinnie and I both liked the same gal, Carol and the competition between Vinnie and myself really became inflamed every time we saw each other.  I walked past Vinnie on my over to talk to Carol, I called Vinnie Ugly, when I was talking with Carol, Vinnie called me a doody-head so that all the kids could hear it.............this went back and forth for about 3 minutes and then Vinnie really started to get nasty....................he yelled out again " my mother can make better cookies than your mother"  that really infuriated me since now it was another step up ,bringing my family into it. Of course I had to respond since he started in with the family stuff so I yelled back how his father "could not even light the outdoor barbecue because he was not allowed to play with matches"  I don't know where that came from but it just came out.  It was at that very moment that Margot shook me to wake up and there it was, back in the school yard..................THE GOP DEBATE.  The whole Vinnie, Vito thing was going onstage in front of me and the world with the PRESIDENTIAL wannabees.  WOW, who would have seen this coming.
The schoolyard in real life, by so called intelligent men who are vying for not Carol but the office of President of the United States of America, The most powerful position in the world, calling each other liars, unworthy, incapable, illegal, crazy men.  Now, they are asking for the voters, who are the most intelligent people around...................(except for about 40%of the electoral) to pick which one we like the best.........................OMG!!!............how does one make that choice?   Let me count the ways............................one, two, three, FOUR IDIOTS. Then again, who can we blame for this, the people.......no.  the candidates.....well no.......they think this is OK.........THE RNC........they should know better and perhaps interview who they think will represent their party and platform the best. 'But whom am I to tell them how to run their show. They are supposed to be smarter than me.................but are they????.    I just want to thank them for bringing me back to 6th grade for that 2 hours. Made me think about what Carol is doing now a days, and what Vinnie is doing...............if he's still alive.  Perhaps he's a speech writer or a political analyst  Whatever it is, sixth grade was a hoot and holla to see it on TV ...............it's like bringing back Archie Bunker .

THIS IS NOT MEANT TO INFLUENCE YOUR VOTE BUT ONLY TO PUT YOUR BRAIN INTO THE PROPER GEAR WHEN YOU ENTER THE BALLOT BOX.

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WITH AGE COMES WISDOM??

Have you ever found yourself ........just sitting and thinking .......and after 20 minutes you just can't figure out what you were thinking about?.......It's probably because during that 20 minutes......you we're actually taking a nap.

I found myself in that position just last week.  In most cases, thinking to me means looking ahead at things that will happen in the future.  Growing up my parents always taught me to look ahead. Never look back they said.......never look back at something you can no longer change.......always look forward at things that you still have some control over.  One reason why whenever I walked down the street with someone and they just happen to see something that just passed and try to get me to turn around and take a look, I never would, I never will.  Always had the excuse by saying that's ok, I didn't miss anything, I will either see it again in the future.........or it just didn't matter.  What has gone by has gone and left nothing that I could do differently........looking forward always gave me the possibility to say .........."what can I do" instead of "what could I have done". It sorta strikes out the "couda, wouda, shouda "  and replaces it with "could, would, should"

Now, this all works well, but only up to a certain time of your life mainly meaning "age". Growing up, I always looked to the future. In elementary school, I looked to Junior high school. In Junior high school, I  looked forward to High school then looked forward to graduation and going onto college or a job. When working always looked forward................next promotion, next raise in pay, retirement. Now that retirement is reality always trying to find a new career to start, a new beginning, a new challenge to take on.  Even at the age of 79, I say I am 80 since its only a few month from now. The only time I have looked back was about 10 years ago, when a conversation between my grandkids and myself was tabled. "Grandpa, what did you do in in high school. did you play sports? Were you in the military? What did you do for the Airlines? How deep was the snow when you grew up? Did you have a girlfriend? How did you meet Grandma?"  All very valid questions and all that had answers. That's the original reason for the blog. A way to pass onto my grandkids how it was growing up with things that just did not exist that they presently have.  This blog will eventually turn into a book................perhaps not in my lifetime, but it will hopefully find its way to one of them to take on that challenge.

Looking back for the past 10 years has been a blast of sort. It's surprising to know just how much one can remember. It's surprising to see  the problems, the troubles, the pains and the cheers all pressed together and brought forward to explain the somewhat MESS or BLESSINGS that we now experience.

I look forward to the 2016 Presidential elections, just to see the ONE the majority of the nation thinks will make our country great............again. Having said that......I must look back (just a little) to be able to digest all the stupidity I have seen in coming from the potential candidates. It has been hysterical to hear some of what each one has to say and then I try to figure out in my mind ...........just how they will think they will accomplish ..................such nonsense. I question their ability to be able to actually  believe themselves. I laugh to think about how  many Americans are putting their trust into a single person to be able to change the nation. Now, that's funny and that I will look back just to be able to say (to myself of course)  how stupid we are as a people. If you honestly think the system is broken................you will never fix it with just turning one screw..................system to me means many screws .   System is a set of interacting or independent component parts forming a complex/intricate whole.............now my fellow voters think of this on election day, vote your conscience,  most of all.......................comeon back to THE BLOG.