Snicker Blizzards and Old Age. . .

 What's it like to be Ninety, Grandpa?

Well, it's like being eighty-nine only a little slower and a lot more surprised that I've made it! We all think ninety is a huge achievement and people will marvel at the fact that some of us made it. I need to set the record straight, however. I am not actually ninety yet, but I am getting close enough to start calculating - and budgeting - how many Snickers' Blizzards I have left. At one per week, the answer scared the heebeejeebies out of me: only 219 weeks, or only 219 Blizzards left to enjoy! 

On another subject: By the time I run out of Blizzards, You-Know-Who will be run out of office. That's one positive thought I can hang onto with a grin!

Maybe I should set my sights a little higher. My doc says lots of folks are reaching the ninety mark these days. Hell. . . maybe even that idiot You-Know-Who will  reach it!  He might even find a way to run for a third term. If so, I'll  get there before he does and I'll get to vote against him one more time. That'll be the high point of my life.

Can America find a way to get rid of his power during the mid-term - Dec. 3, 2026 election? Can we grab control of power in the House and Senate? That would be something to look forward to celebrating!  That's only two years away. . . 104 more Snicker Blizzards!

Piece of cake.