i would jump out of a cake but i think it would be alarming. i am, after all, fifty one years old and while i have been adhering to the atkins diet and am nearly back to my fighting weight of 138 there have been some, ahem! changes to the general physique since i was twenty eight. which is mark’s age today!
mark could wake up tomorrow morning, spend $300,000 and do it again the next day and the next until he’s eighty and he’d have some left over. talk about being ready for your retirement!
i’m fifty one years old. i’m packing up a lifetime of stuff. in t minus forty three days i will say goodbye to the house i have lived in for so long. i am scared. i was weepy this morning, so much so that i cried when the grocery clerk said “have a nice day”. . . so i wonder: