Living together means that a back scratch from Andrew will always involve a grab for the boob.
So, it’s Sunday, ten after eleven and I’m in bed. Nothing necessarily wrong with this scenario, however, I am on vacation and it feels like I've broken a rule. Something about thou shalt rock and roll all night and party ev-ery day.
But while I'm on the topic of sleep, I’ve noticed that ever since I turned thirty almost nine months ago, I wake up earlier on the weekends. Like early enough to catch the entire hour of CBS Sunday Morning early.
Also: that I watch CBS Sunday Morning.
Again, nothing really wrong with this stuff. It’s just a sure sign of getting older. You never think you'll be like your parents. And yet.
What makes you feel old?


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On The Road Again.
Whiskey River.
Yesterday's Whine.
Angel's Yes.
Fiddlin' Around.
Make The World Go Away.
Willie Neson's song: Show
Me Yours, I'll Show Mine?
I not talk on your vacation?
Have a rest. Wander alone?
Sometimes just do hiccups?
sing:`
a young grey mare ain't dead
the red rooster is gonna stew
`All the Pretty little Horses. by Laurie Berkner, a child's singer.
ignore me. I moan and groan and woke up all bloated from garlic pesto.
Occasionally I, too, catch some of CBS Sunday Morning.
Rated!
Still laughing at Sheldon's comment ...