Delightfully Delusional


Yesterday marked my 29,220 day on terra firma . . . it’s weird being the same age as old people! 😊

My younger, ever-patient spouse, who has tread this planet a mere 25,553 days, consoled me by baking a scrumptious Hummingbird birthday cake (pure manna!), and giving me a shiny, new coffee percolator to ensure the caffeine shot required to jump start my ticker each morning is delivered.  

However, the ultimate age defying technique to prolong youth is RAP . . . not the Snoop Dog rapper form of chanted, rhythmic, street vernacular music ???, but Ole Freddy’s delusional form of Reciprocal Age Perspective.

It’s simple . . . instead of logically attempting to fit 80 candles on a cake and risk setting the house on fire, I become dyslexically delusional, convincing myself I’m 8! . . . can’t wait until next year when I’m 18 again . . . Ellen’s hair just turned 2 shades grayer 😊

Smile 😊😊😊, and  . . .

Keep Looking Up . . . His Best is Yet to Come!