A message to my friends…. redux

It appears that my ‘message’ may have been misunderstood by some to mean I had decided to stop writing, when what I wanted you to understand was my long absence from the blog. I must thank my daughter for the proverbial ‘foot in my…’ I mean the gentle nudge to quit moaning and get back to writing.

Though easier said than done when each day brings new (or old) physical challenge’s I am indeed trying to organize my thoughts through the varied physical aggravation’s. Also a tip of my hat to those who had kind words for me though not necessary because none of my aliments are overly serious at the moment. Plus one has to factor in at 75 the cataracts, copd, gallbladder and heart are nearing their expiration date anyway.

No folks it is more my realizing what my children and grandchildren will have to face in a nation with restricted oil and gas use, borders that are only a memory and a ruling progressive/liberal class that continues to spend more money then it takes in.

The physical ailments

are only icing on the cake

its watching our leaders

continue to spend

until we can no longer

print enough money to cover

our debts

and

America becomes another

Venezuela.

Venezuelan equivalent cash for carrots