Sometimes, I'm Very Aware of Our Advancing Ages

Mooch and I are feeling our age. This could be us in a few more years. Mrs. Mouthy, of course, won’t age a bit.

Man, sometimes I really feel my age. Especially during these stressful times we find ourselves in, under Traitor Trump.

I’m a pretty feisty fella at age 51. My mental age is much lower than that, as I love to joke and kid around about everything. But then, my body reminds me of the age I’m at. Especially with past injuries to my lower back.

Carpet cleaning was rough work. I’m paying for it these days.

I talk about this in today’s podcast. Mooch being stubborn about going on medium-length walks in the park had me thinking about this. I just hope we have several good years left with her. And for me and Mai to reach our goals about world travel and other things we hope to accomplish before too long.

Getting rid of the Pedo President would be one of those goals. Putting our country back on the path of freedom and democracy for all would surely lighten my mood. I will keep fighting the best way I know how, with my daily articles and podcast.

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