Bob and Dev's Life is a Highway: THE LAST DAY

I have procrastinated enough about posting on our blog. I can't tell you why I will do almost anything else, even vacuum, before I will sit down and write on this damn blog. I've wracked my brain to try and figure it out. Is it the technology that I have to utilize in order to post with photos etc. or is it my perfectionism that makes writing anything creative a massive undertaking? I think the answer is "YES" and "YES". So in order to alleviate the problem I promised myself that I would get back to regular, timely posting before I turned 60! Now, I have a lot to say about turning sixty but that can wait. After all, I will be 60 for a whole year, right? What, the year is up already??? No, no, it doesn't go by that fast!

Well, this is my last day to be 59 years old. Hell, this is my last day to be fifty-anything! So in my perverse way of thinking, I am rewarding myself for my birthday by doing the one thing that weighs on my mind all the time, the one thing that is so distasteful to me that I would rather exercise than sit down and write. (And all of you that know me know how much I hate to exercise) In this way, tomorrow when I wake up I will have the satisfaction of knowing that I actually posted to our blog and the heat is off for a while.

To illustrate my point regarding my technological challenges, the pic above appeared magically where I had intended to insert a recent photo of us. Instead, while I was "browsing" my pictures to find a suitable one I came across this one and just wanted to have a better look at it. (ya know, almost sixty year old eyes can't see "thumbnails") Little did I know that when I clicked to enlarge it I also inserted it in this post. Even canceling did no good so rather than obsess any further I decided to go on and continue with the rest of the images I really wanted in here. Oh, by the way, the caption on the above should read, "Bob on Dahlonega Square, Dahlonega, Ga, circa. 2008!"

Bob on July 4th, 2011!

Trace and Patty on our motorcycle trip that started going to Indian Rock but wound up going to several gas stations and bike shops to keep my harley and Bob's running. Lots of gremlins hit our bikes on this particular day along with some downpouring rain and a lot of swearing on our part. All of our buddies were just fine with it, calm, cool and collected. "That's what riding with a group is all about" they said but still embarassing to Bob and I!