May 4, 2012
Another One Ticks Away; 57

Hello old friend, while in Charlotte I was re-acquainted with my old friend the choice maker, I missed you. I'm so OCD that I can not help but do what I'm supposed to do (do-do, get it?) but I wonder what would happen if I went to the left option after a #2 or to the right with a #1? OK, the first option could be catastrophic, the second might have the Earth Police knocking the door down. Probably not worth the risk, and this hasn't happened to me in a few years but what if I was nauseous? Where is my button for that? How about if I were to need to destroy evidence as the FBI tries to knock the door down? Where is that button? Now you see why I don't sleep well............... 

We had a nice weekend with Jackson in Richmond. We stayed in our regular hotel, ate at our regular restaurant (Mamma Zu, it was great!), went to our regular theater and watched The Five Year Engagement. Sunday at McLean's for a late breakfast/early lunch, then shopping for Jackson on his 21st birthday. Good times and late getting home Sunday.

Lots of office work Monday and Tuesday, off to Rockingham to drop SWMBO off for her sister's graduation, then on to Charlotte for our annual PGA entertainment. Getting into the course was easy, up to the strip search section; somehow my little medicine container opened as it came out of my pocket and my pills spilled. I saw a lot of sympathetic looks as I picked them up and put them back in the container. Some even held their thumbs in their mouths and made a "glug glug" noise, not sure what that meant.................But I knew I wasn't going in there without my Benedryl in case I get bitten by another ant (see earlier psost)We had a fun day at the course and then a nice dinner at some fancy Italian restaurant; I think my blood is becoming a garlic composition. Working my way back to Rockingham today, spend the night with my MIL and then to Sanford Saturday for Keelyn's second birthday party. Home Saturday night in time to see the Super Moon (editor's note: do not insert a wife joke here), serve Communion Sunday and then if the weather obliges us a first of the season boat ride that afternoon. Two long catch up office days Monday and Tuesday and then off to DC Wednesday morning for the AHRI Spring Meeting.  Somewhere in there we have to help Jackson get home. And this isn't stopping until June

Glad that I have people who want me in places, surprisingly 57 slapped me in the face; after all it is just a number, emotionally I think I'm up to about 11 or 12 now. Puberty long ago hit parts of my body I never considered in an earlier age. Maybe that is the number I'll ask the Yankees for; looks like they need a closer pretty badly after last night and I'm good for two innings on a good night.The only pain in my shoulder is reaching into the liquor cabinet but with the right "pre-hab" I know I'm good for at least one inning. I'll just sit by the phone and wait...............

Happy birthday this week to Pammy-Girl, Ree-Ree, MIL, Keelyn and Bitsy Vann; boy I know some people with odd names (proud of me for calling her MIL rather than El Diablo? I'm cutting her a break, for a while....................)

And another from the sick mind of George Takei