I am 49 years old today. I have a lot to think about on  this , the beginning of my last year of being in my 40’s.  I count my blessings that I am in good health(Hope to be off the blood thinner Coumadin so I can play rugby next year), I am happily married, I have two great kids, a fantastic grandson, a phenomenal daughter-in-law-to-be in Andrea(My son proposed to her last week, and she accepted), I have a job(which has been insane thanks to the H1N1 influenza, and the media scaring the shit out of parents) and it’s a sunny, fantastic fall day here in Minnesota-something we have not had too much of this October in the upper midwest.

I guess age is relative. I don’t feel any different, but when I look into the mirror, I see a few more wisps of grey hair. I guess maybe that is part of the secret is that at the heart of the matter, I still am a kid at heart-albeit a prop-sized kid.