A redneck moves from the trailerhood to the suburbs for a little patch of dirt to call home and set up an as much as possible self sufficient lifestyle. Some things will go better than planned, others worse. Hopefully, most will at best be somewhere in between.
Sunday, September 6, 2015
Birthdays & Carpe Diem
Today is my Mom's birthday, her 77th. The 10th of this month will be my 56th. She still has more energy than I do. Maybe her good genes didn't all get to me or maybe it's not age but mileage wearing my ass down. For all you young 'uns out there, grab life by the horns and run like Hell w/ it. Before you know what happened your joints will start poppin' & lockin' and I ain't talking about break dancing! You'll wake up and say "I remember when I used to go to bed not feeling this tired and sore." And Carpe Diem don't have anything to do w/ bottom sucking fish (carp). It's Latin, kids. "Sieze The Day."
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