Fifty Fuckin’ One !…

yeah, I may have gained a few pounds back

but for the first time in forever, I enjoy my job

I am wearing these odd shaped glasses for today

because my mood needs to be on an even keel to feel comfortable enough to express

I am grateful, unlike last year, that I am not sick as a dying dog thanks to Covid

making mushroom lasagna for myself for dinner…The cake happens Saturday with my brother and his family.

51 feels like 50…. It blows my mind, I still think back to when my Mom wanted me to

videotape her 50th. I miss my parents, both of them.