Life observations: Aug. 10, 2013

Remember when you stayed out until 2 or 3 in the morning? Doing that as a middle-age person shows you one thing -- Sewing your oats came with less aches and pains.

Where do the weekends go?

Here is it almost 8 o'clock on Sunday night.

Can someone tell me what happened to my weekend?

They are just zipping by me.

Friday evening it was cut the grass and edge. Saturday to me was a blur.

Then Sunday rolls in and I start hearing the drums of Monday. Another work week starting.

Maybe, just maybe, I am relaxed and enjoying the time whether it is yard work or just sitting in the big lounger watching a movie.

Better yet, it probably has to do with reaching middle age. It is all down hill and that just speeds everything up.

Here's to another week of life, living and battling the evil empire.