{"id":1231,"date":"2019-01-11T21:27:54","date_gmt":"2019-01-12T02:27:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kakahead.com\/?p=1231"},"modified":"2019-01-11T21:27:54","modified_gmt":"2019-01-12T02:27:54","slug":"talkin-bout-my-generation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kakahead.com\/?p=1231","title":{"rendered":"\u201cTalkin’ ‘Bout My Generation\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

I have a small complaint I’d like to\nregister at this time. It seems that just a couple weeks ago, I was\nlistening to The Who singing \u201cMy Generation\u201d on the AM radio\nthing; and now I’m a few years older and I think it’s been 50 years\nor so (I Googled it…54 years!!) since that song was first released\nand I can’t figure out where all the time went so quickly and how\ncould this happen to both me and my Beautiful Girlfriend when we were\njust 17 years old when we first met and now we are saying things like\n\u201cMedicare\u201d and \u201cSocial Security\u201d and this causes me to write\nrun-on sentences because I mean really, how does this happen to\ngentle people <\/em>like<\/strong><\/em>US??<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\nHow??<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\nOne day at a time I guess.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\nSo there we were, minding our own business, driving down to Florida\nto celebrate Grampa Hilliard’s 85th<\/sup> birthday, and all of a\nsudden an \u201ceconomic summit\u201d erupted. We took the opportunity to\ndiscuss retirement finances; and because we were in a car that was\nset to cruise at 70 mph (OK, maybe a smidge more), it was not really\na good idea for either of us to stand up and walk out of the room\nwhen we came to a challenging part of the discussion. That would\njust make ouch and bad road rolling. Even after 45 years of wedded\nblisters, money discussions can cause very bad juju if not handled\ndelicately and with mutual respect. Thankfully, there was no weeping\nor gnashing of teeth; and we came to the agreement that neither of us\nneed to sell our bodies on the streets in exchange for cans of tuna\nfish and expired loaves of bread.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\nHey kids, this is kinda scary stuff!! In a little over a year, I’ll\nbe retiring from a good paying job. I’ll go from \u201cHighly Trained\nMonkey What Knows Computer Stuff\u201d to \u201cHighly Motivated Penny\nPinching Garden Grower Person.\u201d I’m very grateful I’ve acquired\nthe skills to keep a good job, and I’m also very grateful that I know\nhow to grow food, because I have a feeling we’re gonna want some. We\nlike to eat, you see.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\nWhen it comes right down to it, though, my Honey Pie and I are\nblessed beyond belief. If things keep going the way they are now,\nwe’ll be able to retire with no debt; and we may even have a little\nextra socked away for emergencies and maybe even some fun stuff. And\nyes, I’ll be growing food, and selling it to anyone who comes to\nvisit us. I’ll be practicing my sales pitch… \u201cUmmm hi!! \nThanks for coming over! Long time no see!! Did you know we now have\na ‘visiting tax?’ Yes!! You pay us money and we give you food items\nfrom the garden. Whaddya mean you don’t like eggplant!!??!!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\nWell OK maybe not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\nAs I mentioned before, we are blessed beyond belief. And the good\nthing is, getting old doesn’t mean we can’t keep having fun. We were\nfortunate enough to attend a Who concert last year, and those old\nfarts are still rockin’ out. \n<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And we intend to do the same.<\/p>\n\n\n\n