Thursday, March 26, 2009
It's probably a function of getting older, but time increasingly seems to flit by. I was working in the yard this weekend when I struck up a conversation with one of the neighbor guys. He was digging away in his flowerbeds, planting stuff. He stopped for a few minutes to chat and said," You realize this is all YOUR fault." I must have looked mystified, which I was, and he grinned," My wife said, look at that guy out there working away and young as you are you're sitting here watching basketball. TIVO it and get out there. And you know, it feels pretty good."
Well, that made my day. Of course, now I have to be out there a lot more don't I?
I'll blame MOB08/2009