Who said it could be August already? No one asked MY permission!
I’m astounded at the speed with which this summer is passing. It seems like it was just a week or so ago that I was getting ready for Loraine's parents to visit over the Memorial Day weekend; it seems like it was just a couple of days ago that Loraine's nephews came to visit over the Fourth of July holiday Now, it’s August. By the time I wake up tomorrow (or so it’ll seem) kids’ll be back in school, I’ll be wondering why I'm not in Europe like I usually am, and Labor Day will have come and gone. Then, we have nothing but falling leaves, cold temperatures, and 7 straight months of snow staring us in the face.
Can’t anyone do anything about that? Please?
8-)
The more ancient I get, the more I’m amazed by how much “older people” actually knew when I was a kid. They’d tell me things like, oh, time speeds up the older you get, but I didn’t listen. I didn’t think it mattered. After all, they were “older people’. What did they know, right?
As it turns out, quite a bit. Now, I find myself trying to pass wisdom along to my nieces and other young people in my orbit. But I always add this caveat—I always tell them that they’re not gonna believe me when I tell them something now, but in 10 or 20 or 30 years, they may find remember some obscure fact or piece of wisdom that crazy old uncle Jim passed along and realize that maybe, just maybe, he knew what he was talking about.
After all, I never believed what I was told until I actually got old myself.
So, anyway, where were we? Oh yeah. . .the fact that that it’s August already. Can anyone please make the summer slow down, even if just a little? Please?? I’ll give you a lollipop and a puppy if you can. Really, I will!!
Thanks in advance,
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