56. That’s a pretty impressive number. I’m almost a month in. 55 was not the best of years for me. Not that it’s was a complete wash, but I am actually glad I’m another year older. I’m ready to move on. And I’ve been working on it. Moving on. Not sure how many times I’ve actually thought that. Maybe it’s an age thing.
They say laughter is the best medicine. I think they are right. I grew up in a house of laughter. It wasn’t always funny, but we laughed a lot.
I am NOT a dancer. Not to say I don’t dance. After a couple of drinks, I have the Mom dance down for occasions. I can even throw a couple of moves in here or there. But I’m not comfortable. I feel like I’m being watched. And judged. So it was totally out of character for me to say yes to an opportunity to go learn a new dance. A visit to Myrtle Beach last weekend caught me off guard.
All of my blogs have been so serious! And I’m not sure why. I can be a serious person, but I think I’m generally pretty light-hearted. I’m a glass half full kind of girl. I enjoy a good joke and I think a lot of people would say I have a quick wit. So I’m not sure why I’ve been on such a consistently serious track. I’ve got to get over it!
Let’s face it. We all know what things we should be doing to live a healthy, balanced life. We go to the doctor and they tell us about whatever it is that we have going on and tell us what we should be doing. If we could just do it, that would be great. But often times we can’t. Or won’t. I’ve heard one definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. So why do we continue to “educate” our patients this way?