Aug. 3rd I turned a half-century.
50...fuck...that sounds old.
My youngest daughter is pointing out the salt 'n pepper in my moustache. My wife is offering to carry the cat litter in from the car to save my surgery-repaired back. I got a coupon from "Grey Power" insurance to tempt me into switching to their coverage.
How did I celebrate my 'half-century' milestone?
My daughter and I hiked down to the bottom of two Niagara gorges yesterday and spent the day doing photography. We logged approx. 10kms. total. Tough escarpment trails, but scenic as hell with beautiful weather.
Later, we enjoyed a backyard campfire - I tossed back a dozen beers. We played some tunes through the tablet (wired-to-speakers)...had friends and family over. Reminisced about the old times and the goofy stuff. Made a few drunken confessions about the rebellious semi-illegal shit I've done over the years (shhhhh!).
We all had a good laugh.
Tried dispensing a few words-of-wisdom...in my own inane way. Nothing like Ghandi, but...but perhaps somewhat entertaining. Everyone had their own stories to tell. Finished the evening with a warm, fuzzy feeling.
All is good.
