The federal government officially considers me medicare-worthy now.

Maybe the telemarketers and all of the over-sized postcards (with ezzy-read, large print) will stop.

I’ve manditorially walked towards the light of the government-mandated old-age gateway.

I have heaved my crepe-sagging jowls, cellulitic-paunches  & swollen ankles over that geriatric line in the sand.

Phew, I’m glad that’s over…

 

…That was fun…

 

Plus at the courtesy of Simone & Ester…….at the newly/ripe/old age of sixty-five…….I’ve discovered my new, most-bestest drink…

………….a cucumber & jalapeño margarita(s)………….

*****Kafe Kokopelli***** 

My older daughter left the bar with a swollen upper lip………….it was that good!

*****Lunch on Limoges*****

 

See…….life (and age) is all a matter of perspective………….a swollen lip to one person, can be a great time to another…….

 

 

Celebrations with good friends are the corner stones of life.

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I’m here to say that my titanium joints and I have hit the ground running…….and fueled by ample cucumber & jalapeño margaritas (along with the obligatory mediocre bourbon)……..I am looking forward to my sixty-sixth year…

 

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