I replied jocularly, "Where's that Easy Ed smile I used to be used to from you?"
So he sent me one of him with a goofy grin on his kisser.
(Ed, you can rest easy now - I'm not going to post it!)
A little later I was trying to figure out how to start a new picture file for this new month of December and I reasoned that the easiest way was to snap a picture of something and upload it to the computer.
The "magic box" takes care of the rest, opens a new file and names it for the current month.
So what photo do you think I took?
Yup, a selfie.
Now, my wife, SWMBO of fame, would never willingly have a current picture of herself put out into cyberspace.
But me?
I have no shame.
So there it is - the Catalyst nearing the downslide to 80 years of age.
(That occurs next April 24th, if I make it.)
I sent the photo to Ed and commented that smiling is not one of my big traits these days.
And I noted that while I have more hair than he does, he is older than me.
And my hairline is receding.
And receding.
And receding.
After reading what I've just written, I don't feel so well.
I think I need to lie down for awhile.
