This kind of a rainy day makes me have all of these inward thoughts. Like I am going on 81 and there are things that I still want and feel capable of doing. If I live to be 100, which I plan on doing, that leaves me 19 good years . I need to hurry.
I think that I can manage one "thing" a year. So far, here is what I am coming up with. Win the lottery (I wish). Go to Israel . Go back to Morocco. Go back to Italy. All of these for an extended time. Eat my way through New Orleans. Spend time in the Amsterdam
AirPort.(a destination place, if there ever was one) Spend time watching an Aspen Glow in Colorado and seeing the Aspens changing colors. Have a bunch of small dogs. Go to the restaurant in Israel where my Grandson and I shared a kilo of steak. He has to come
with me, or it isn't the same. All of the kids, spouses, Grandchildren ,in the same space,laughing, eating, no ego's, no problems. All good. This might be more than one "thing" on the list. I think we are 16 or 17. I need to count. I am running out of things
that I really want to still do. I am a cheap date. I will think some more, but the sun is coming out. Back to reality.