This is going to date me I know. I’ve had this song running through my head for about a week now because my birthday’s almost here. It sure seems that not so very long ago, this song came out and I thought, “Wow, it’ll be a long time until that’s me.” The Beatles recorded this song in 1966. I never thought I’d ever write a blog post about it. There were no computers back then.
So what can I say when I think of this song? Yes, being out until quarter of four (in the
morning) is quite like me. I’m a night
owl and don’t expect that to change much.
Yes, I’ve been locked out of the house as well when it wasn’t nearly
this late, and I was only across the street visiting the neighbor.
I don’t know about mending a fuse, but I would try knowing
how I push myself to conquer things I don’t know. I’m not the type to knit a sweater or
anything else. I have no grand children
to bounce on my knee either and I feel I’m getting too old to pull weeds,
although I do it occasionally. I’m more
likely to be down on my knees cleaning house.
That’s a weekly occurrence around here.
My knees always say ouch, but I don’t listen.
There are no Valentines or bottles of wine for me unless I
buy them myself. Needing me and feeding
me is debatable sometimes. I do usually
get a birthday card though. That’s
enough I guess.
What can I say? The
years are flying by. I’m glad I stay in
reasonably good shape. Most of the time,
it’s only the calendar that tells the true story. Let’s hope it stays that way. I have a lot more to do before I kick the
bucket, I hope.
If you’d like to relive this song for a few minutes, click
on the link below.
