Turned 66 Yesterday. Oh, Joy.

Actually, as far as birthday’s go, I’ve had worse. Just me and the Dog doing our usual routine most of the day. Took SWMBO to Micky D’s when she got home. Mailed my 2nd spit sample to Ancestry. (For some reason the first didn’t work.)


However, one of my Uncle’s on my Dad’s side of the family finally friended me on FB and conncted with me in their Messenger thingie. He said he was too young to have a 66 year old Nephew and that it was just he and his sister left. WHAT?

Wait a minute. Turns out Uncle Loren died shortly after his wife, Aunt Lois, died and Aunt Eileen died some time ago. What? Why The Hell Do I Find This Stuff Out On FB!??? Fuck. Shouldn’t someone have called me?! We visited with Uncle Loren just a couple of years ago and was half-assed planning on stopping by on our way from Texas to Toledo this coming Thanksgiving. (Won’t need to make that stop now!)


Real Close To Dropping Facebook. Real clost. I know that one of these mornings I’m gonna wake up and read my own obituary on FB.

Not a whole lot else going on around here. I’m getting weaker by the week and find it’s getting harder to make our walks. After the first mile I just don’t feel like doing anymore. Hate sitting around though. Especially when my foot doesn’t hurt that much. Think I ought to make an appointment with my Doc again. About time for the annual medications renewal anyway.


I am sick to death of the Wx around here. End of June and it’s only going to be around 65 degrees today. Cloudy all damned week. I hate this shit. Seriously considering wintering over down South someplace. Seriously considering it.

Got lazy for dinner and went to Safeway for their chicken stip dinner and some fried rice. Way more than I’ll eat for less than $10.

NMARES meeting @ 1900. Which went okay.

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