While the big day won't happen until May, the constant reminders over the past 6 months, (the latest coming last week from my doctor who, at the conclusion of my physical nonchalantly said, "hmm, next year we have to start giving you some more regular tests once you turn 50") have spurred me into action.
Why a blog? And, why now? Well, those of you who have known me for at least the past decade know that I usually come up with a "motto" each New Year; intended to motivate me, or to celebrate some change or big event, or at the very least, help me survive. They usually rhyme, i.e. "Going Canine in '99," "No More in '04," and "More fun in One-One." Yeah, I didn't say they were good, just that they rhymed.
When I thought about "2012" or really, the word "twelve" I couldn't think of a word that rhymed, other than "delve" which I am already doing, and which quite frankly, I am tired of doing. So, I thought about taking a new approach (yes, you CAN teach an old dog new tricks).
|June 1963, 13 months old and already wearing a patch on my bad, left eye and already sporting the famous pout.|