It is a sh--ty day here. Cold. Dark. Rain. It would be easy to call into work feigning the H1N1 flu and then crawl under the covers. Hey there is always the bright side. It could be snow.
Grasshopper No.5 has now received hundreds of birthday wishes and she moves on with her journey. At her age, the world is her oyster. There is a light.
Grandson Collin is structuring his life to enter the Marine Corps. He has a mission. He has a goal (I almost typed "girl"). He looks like he has been working out (looking buff is the description). He has a light.
Nana has endured a bout of "light-headedness". After 2 units of blood and careful analysis of proper drug dosages, she is back "home" and sassy. I think she wants to see her first great-great grandchild born (I think I got the number of "greats" right). She has a light.
For me, with all the higher costs I am experiencing like Medicare Insurance, property taxes (can you believe that school taxes are going up 7.5%), and utility services, it would be easy to get depressed. I am hearten by the news that people on Social Security might get $250 to defray cost of living increases. That will certainly reduce my pain. I have my light. Actually I took my best girl on a date last night. She is my light.
There is always a light at the end of the tunnel. For some it is the light of an oncoming freight train (I couldn't resist that) but for most it is the inspiration to strive for something better. Go towards the light!
Before I sign off, I ponder a question. Victoria's Secret reopened a bigger and better store at the Mall. It has has a "Pink" store unit and a "Black and White" store. The promotion for the month is a "perfect support bra for the one". My question is "what about the other one"?
Stay Warm
Love,
Dad