The summer winds…

Another pinning point passes.  Labor Day marks the “end of summer”.  A good time to take a quick look back and see how it went…

Three months.  Very little time at home.  That’s what winter is for…

– Long weekend with two cousins i like.  We got tired of seeing each other only when we were putting somebody in the ground.  Planned it in the Spring, and managed to pull it together and have a great time in August!

– On about two weeks notice, my daughter packed up and moved overseas for a year.  Poof!  Onward!

– Grand holiday in the big cities!  Two weeks of farting around with glorious companions!  My first NYC off-Broadway show, and comedy club.  And a few more blog mates stepped out from inside my computer…

– Re-established the reading habit, clearing a few books off the pile on the nightstand.  Also started pumping up the guns via “30 Days”.

– First zipline tour.  My paralyzing fear of heights can be managed, and should go fuck itself.  Ha!

Baby’s First Roofie.

– Acquired a new hobby: backpacking.  First overnight, plus a few conditioning hikes under my belt…

– Twenty pounds vaporized since Memorial Day.  Winning a small battle in a life-long war… At least 25 more to go… target is another 20 before Christmas.

– Stage Monkey working local Celtic Festival.  Danced, laughed, and sweated myself into a coma for three days.  Alcohol may have been a factor… 

– Pedaled my arse all over town.  Still bicycling.  More public advocacy ahead…

– Played with a serious band at the big summer picnic, checking something off the ol’ bucket list.  Did it with only three weeks of rehearsals.  The answer is “yes, i have what it takes to front a rock and roll band for three hours”.  The corollary is “No, i do not wish to do this for realz… it’s a lot of work and i’m really pretty lazy.”

– First river float!  After 30 years of driving past the outfitter on my way to The Park and saying “Damn, i really want to do that one of these days”, managed to get in a float this past weekend – just making the ‘end of summer’ target.  It’s not whitewater rafting, but it’s a good time.  Have successfully checked “Class 0.005 Rapids” off of my life list…

– Turned 49.  Realized that the 40’s have been my best decade.  So far… Bring on another year… and another decade…