Welcome back, my friends …

It looks like I’ve been away for quite a while; I was surprised when I saw the date of my last blog post from mid-January and realized how long I’ve been out of touch.  I don’t have a “real” excuse, other than that life pretty much was kicking my backside during that time.  Happily, I’m back at home and immensely enjoying the spring weather.

A while back I wrote about my grandson, who was nine at the time, as we adventured through the world of Pokemon.  He’s twelve now, so there’s no more of that nonsense, thank you very much.  Let me relate a recent conversation we had while shopping for snacks:

Grandson:  When I’m out of high school, can I have your car?

Me (laughing): What would I drive then?

Grandson (incredulous):  You wouldn’t still be driving, you’d be too old!

Me:  Well, there are plenty of people that age who are capable of driving.

Grandson:  But isn’t it illegal for people that old to drive??

Me:  No, it’s not illegal but there are for sure older people who shouldn’t be on road.

Grandson:  But you shouldn’t be driving!  It’s for your own safety!

That’s not the entire conversation, but you get the idea.  He was making his case, but by then I was laughing too much to really participate. 

So, apparently I’m going to be put out to pasture in a few years.  As long as that pasture isn’t in Florida, it’s not really a bad idea.