As a newly arrived senior citizen to old age, I have earned the privilege to post and say whatever I want before I croak. I may have wisdom here, or not. Much is based on my mood, which to be honest, is based on last nights dinner.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
"Gramz, I am absolving your sins."
"That holiday nog will now not count."
"Nor the fruitcake."
"OK, and that last chocolate."
"But that's it Gramz!"
"For today, anyway."