A blog of no uncertain musings. What goes on in my mind is often a source of wonder to me. |
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My mind and my life are wonderous things ... as are yours, I'm sure. I have more slips of paper and pages of notebooks with musings and thoughts than I really know what to do with. Someone, actually several someones, have suggested I start a blog ... or a journal as a means of focusing some of this mental energy. To be honest, I don't even know what the difference between a 'journal' and 'blog' is--or if there even is a difference. Read on, my friends, and you can judge for yourself whether it even matters. And so.... ![]() I'm JACE. Yep ... that's me! And somewhere in all my writings my last name may be posted. But I'll just leave it at Jace for right now. I'm 70 years old and heading full tilt to 71. It's strange that while I'm going through some rather serious medical issues, I still consider myself to be in the prime of my life--pretty good shape physically AND mentally, though I don't run for competition anymore Guess you just have to be patient until such stuff leaks out. Well, one can hope.... |
| It's never good when you wife gets bored at home and wants to do something. Yesterday she decides she wants to go and visit her old college's Christmas Market festivities. It's located about three-and-a-half hours north, which requires an overnight stay ... according to her. I can think of three reasons to stay home. The weather report is for extreme cold with winds--down to 10 degrees at the OUTDOOR market. We are dog-sitting, which means she must go along. And we were already scheduled to attend a Christmas party that we RSVPed for and which we canceled out of last year. Oh, and four: the Air B&B she books has no indoor bathroom or running water. It was termed 'rustic'. On that I drew the line. She found another place, one that accepted pets. Guess I'll be driving north this morning. |