(photo: Shared the 1,826-day posting streak on personal FB update yesterday)
Today is dedicated to going after our impossible dreams.
The fact that MLC has written five daily posts for five consecutive years is astonishing.
The emotional, personal, ripple effect from today’s posts (day 1827) has been fun in a weird, unexpected way. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
It was simply a bold, 100-day personal challenge to break the insidiously well-developed habit of not writing. At all. Like 30-years worth of nothing.
Anyway, glad to take the risk.
Obsessed with death?
Maybe we should be.
Not like it’s not gonna happen.
You know what’s kinda funny?
Jokes are funny.
We’ve heard all types – simple, childish, adult, long, short, off-color, spiritual, etc.
The obscene joke is when it’s time to die, and we are totally unprepared.
Good argument for obsessing over death.
The end result is obsessing over living like we mean it.
Right now. All day. Everyday.
Today’s Mid Life Celebration blog post is brought to you with great joy. Hope it brings you the same joy and laughter it brought me.
Two Nuns were driving down a country road when they ran out of gas.
They walked to a farmhouse, and a farmer gave them some gasoline. However, the only container he had was an old bedpan.
The Nuns were happy to take whatever they were offered and returned to their car.
As they were pouring the gasoline from the bedpan into the tank of their car, a minister drove by.
He stopped, rolled down his window and said, “Excuse me sisters, I’m not of your religion, but I couldn’t help admiring your faith.”