Last night as I was contemplating what life is all about it hit me smack dab in my mug, this old broad will be 79 years old this July ... I'm older than dirt. Next year I'll be 80. I've lost most of my teeth, my hair is geting thinner while my belly is getting bigger. My eye glass lens are getting thicker, and I get out of breath if I walk to take my trash to the dumpster. Damn! I'm just one old bag of brittle bones waiting for that phone call from the man up stairs. Happy New Year.
Do not give up ponce deleon is close finding fountain of youth.