Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Sure ya can.. I have faith in your abilities and determination..
ReplyDeleteAND I'll be bringing chocolate cupcakes to celebrate your anniversary.. No worries, I'll bring enough for all of us..
Annie,
ReplyDeleteIs it too late to put two bucks on that gray horse?
AND DOWN THE STRETCH THEY COME...
ReplyDeleteWe know you can. It's a worthy goal.
ReplyDeleteWow! You go, girl! :)
ReplyDeletesonny -- Thanks for the encouragement. I am having to get my wind at this point. Looking forward to the cupcakes:)
ReplyDeleteNancy -- Oh yes, bet on the gray. That's me...the old gray mare:)
Cliff -- This is a challenge and I'm so appreciative of you and the others that are hanging in with me and encouraging me.
Charlotte -- Thanks. I don't know if it's worthy or not, but it is a challenging goal for sure.
Riot Kitty -- It is a shame that I won't use a whip because this old horse needs to be zapped occasionally to keep going. What was I thinking????
Go go go!!!
ReplyDeleteLynn -- When anyone says "Go, go, go" I always think of my son, because those were his first words.
ReplyDeletewon't be long now!
ReplyDeleteI'm slowing down this week- only on 919 posts at ESR.
Of course you'll succeed.