At 44 you can’t deny that you are in your mid forties.

Yesterday was my 44th birthday.  I celebrated with good friends, good food, good Scotch,  and bad movies.  Three out of four isn’t bad, and the bad  was just Star Trek.

All is well,  I don’t feel my age, or act it, or apparently look it.  So I’m not going to worry about it. Maybe when I’m eleventy one.

Till then,  To good adventures, good food, and good friends.

Edd