or maybe not. I think Don Ameche is dead. Wilford isn’t yet ( unless his animated corpse is trying to sell diabetic supplies) but I’m gettting ahead of myself…..
A few months ago ( those who read this blog may recall) I ended up in the hospital. Long story short, I started working out again to try and improve my health and reduce my stress, since I most certainly can not rely on health insurance to do anything except take my money and deny my claims ( single payer system anyone?)
I started swimming. It has done wonders for my back ( my whole body actually) but I do find myself surrounded by interesting company in the pool. Maybe I am having a hard time accepting my age, but i most definitely feel like I am in the 1985 movie……
hears to hoping!
Please God let it be 28 🙂