Posts Tagged ‘45’

Signs of slowing down at 45

Posted: December 31, 2008 in Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah
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I’ve lost some of my quickness.

Usually when I forget to put the dryer sheet into the dryer, I can open the door while it’s running, toss the dryer sheet in, and close the door before it shuts off.

I couldn’t make it happen today. By the time I closed the dryer door, it had stopped.

Proof that middle age can steal more than your… ummm… firmness.

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I’m 45

Posted: December 31, 2008 in Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah, Music, My Mom
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I just turned forty-five years-old a few minutes ago.

I’m going to listen to three songs in a row right now.

1. So What by Miles Davis from Kind of Blue (one of the greatest Jazz albums of all-time)

2. 45 by Elvis Costello (for obvious reasons)

3. I Never Dreamed You’d Leave in Summer by Stevie Wonder (a song that I listen to when I’m missing my mom)

I’ll probably sit here in the dark for another hour or so and listen to some more music. Isn’t it great how you can play a song, close your eyes, and get taken to a certain space or place in time?

Happy New Year to all of my family, friends, and those who have clicked over here either by accident or by choice.

I hope it was worth your time.

The countdown to 45

Posted: December 30, 2008 in Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah
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For my 40th birthday party I purposely wrote in the invitations not to bring me gifts. I thought everyone would think of it as a selfless act and then they’d bring me even more than they normally would have.

It backfired.

Here’s a list of the people in my family and my guess as to whether they will be giving me a gift this year.

Wife: Maybe (we usually make a deal not to exchange)
Father: No (is having money issues but always did in the past)
Mother: Dead (but she would if she was alive)
Nana & Grandpa: Dead (but they would if they were alive)
Grandma G: Dead (probably would if she was alive)
Mother and Father-in-law: Yes (already have given it to me)
Only Sister: Yes (already has given it to me even though I still owe her $100 for the Stevie Wonder concert ticket)
Only Brother: Yes (because he is so kind and very good to his big brother)
Son #1: No
Son #2: No (I didn’t give him a gift last year because he owed me money)
Son #3: No
Son #4: Yes (he will make me something cute)
Only Daughter: Yes (way too generous)

For all the other readers out there: I particularly like gift cards from: iTunes, Kohls, Dicks (the next time you are in Dicks and there is a cute cashier, ask her if she ever gets sick of Dicks), Walmart, and Home Depot.

After writing something like this, you have to wonder why my family even speaks to me.