Time marches on, and I’m still hanging on and enjoying the ride after sixty-nine years. I celebrated the milestone of my birthdate with a rooftop gathering at The Rite Spot, and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves despite a dreaded storm raining on our parade. There wasn’t much wind, so we managed to hunker down under the awning and stay mostly dry. I have no particular insights or new-found wisdom as I enter the final year of my sixties. I’m slowing down some, but I’m still able to do the things I enjoy, and I hope that continues as I traverse the realm of the elderly. We’ll see how far I can go before I reach the end of the line. I plan to take my time getting there, but you never know. In the meantime, I’ll embrace each day and be glad to have it.
A birthday is, in reality, just another day. This year’s fell on a Tuesday, so the usual Tuesday stuff like grocery shopping was on the agenda. I did make a detour to the local hospital, where I left some blood for a PSA screening. I’m not sure if my recent urination issues are prostate-related, but we’ll see what the results say. I did my shopping at Royal BEFORE hitting the ATM this week because I needed to pee, and when you gotta go, you gotta go. At least I do.
Back home from the grocery store and Swan and some of her female family were busy in the kitchen preparing a feast for the upcoming party.
There were a couple of other Filipino favorites, bopis (grilled liver) and something called dinuguan (pork blood stew). As you might imagine, I didn’t sample either.
As bad as the rain was, after the party ended we had downpours that lasted all night. I canceled the Wednesday Walkers group hike because where you gonna go in flood conditions?
So, I guess being another year older is as good an excuse as any to take a journey through the past. Feel free to scroll ahead:
Wow, that was exhausting. Okay, let’s move on.
Okay, enough politics. In today’s YouTube video, let’s see what the Filipina Pea has to say about choosing the wrong type woman in the Philippines.
Let’s try the humor:
Well, I’m not sure what to make of Day 1 on the road to seventy. Am I lazy or old? Probably both. Nothing to do but stick around and see what happens next.
4 thoughts on “A nice 69”
Michael was also celebrating his August 27 birthday…he’s got five years on me though.
The cake says “Micheal.” I’ve seen some guys deliberately spell their name that way, but it’s normally an error. Which is it here?
The party sounded like fun. And that Trek skit at the end of the Filipina Pea video was amusing. Yeah, like me, she too warned guys to look closely at the quality of woman—something Western men in general seem pretty bad at.
Good luck as you embark on Year 70.
Cheers!
Carry on.
Michael’s name was spelled wrong in error. That happens a lot here. My name is frequently spelled “Jhon.”
Yes, the red flags are there if you just open your eyes to them. Big tits are nice but more than a mouthful is a waste. Long legs wrapped around your back are wonderful but not as good as short legs trying. But seriously, the overall quality of the Pea’s content is impressive. And she is easy on the eyes.
Michael was also celebrating his August 27 birthday…he’s got five years on me though.
The cake says “Micheal.” I’ve seen some guys deliberately spell their name that way, but it’s normally an error. Which is it here?
The party sounded like fun. And that Trek skit at the end of the Filipina Pea video was amusing. Yeah, like me, she too warned guys to look closely at the quality of woman—something Western men in general seem pretty bad at.
Good luck as you embark on Year 70.
Cheers!
Carry on.
Michael’s name was spelled wrong in error. That happens a lot here. My name is frequently spelled “Jhon.”
Yes, the red flags are there if you just open your eyes to them. Big tits are nice but more than a mouthful is a waste. Long legs wrapped around your back are wonderful but not as good as short legs trying. But seriously, the overall quality of the Pea’s content is impressive. And she is easy on the eyes.
Thanks, Drain.