Oh my

A couple of years ago, I gave Eric a hard time for driving a pickup that was as big as a house.

I've been looking around for a pickup to buy as a replacement for our old SUV. To get the "luxury" options I want and the ones Stacey wants, I'm going to end up with the same truck (I think). He had a humongous GMC and I'm thinking I want the Chevy version of it.

Oh lord, do I feel foolish now.

I sat in one today. It was gigantic. Stacey thinks it's the same size as the Suburbans she use to drive.

Too top it all off, it will cost three times more money than I have every spent on a car. That leaves me feeling a little woozy. Such is life.

Life just keeps happening

Once in a long while I think it would be great to be a little kid again. You know, maybe about 8 years old.  No worries or concerns of consequence.  The day to day issues of "making a living" just aren't part of the average youngster's world.

More often that think I want to be young again the thought comes into my head to "take a break."  I'm just never sure what I want to take a break from. :)

With the exception of my grandson's birth, this has not been a good few months.  Many people I love are having a tough time of it right now.  And the feeling of helplessness about it all creeps in.

Life just keeps happening. Each day is a endless string of "This is how it is, so what is there to do?"  If it weren't for the little victories that come my way, it would be a very depressing world.