2008

Fry Day--and the Party 101 is on its weigh! I'm heading for RP dance class--and considering doing an early morning RSB tomorrow. But the party starts just about the time I would come back--so will see what happens as things unfold.

I was zonked last night--after the boxing and dancing activities. I'm still feeling somewhat muddy today--perhaps dancing will wake me up or something.

I had a green tea latte--and just drank a V8 Power drink. I'm sort of treading water until the dance class begins--I rested for a bit but just wanted to be up and about instead of horizontal.

100 years and counting--MD has turned 100! She's not exactly clear about the party tomorrow--but will no doubt join in as the event unfolds. I'm considering putting notes are around that show 100 year equivalents--in seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, and months. The numbers are staggering--when unfolded and displayed.

Reminds me that I'm perhaps in my last 20%--that I've already consumed 80% of my allotment. Not a happy thought--especially with the final 20 having to do with age and illnesses. The time goes quickly--much to quickly on this side of the run. The clocks keep counting--the second hand keeps clicking.