Bye bye 66

Yesterday was my birthday so I can no longer get my kicks on age 66.  What can you say about a birthday that starts out with a dentist appointment?  At least it was just a checkup there weren't any cavities.  After that was a trip to Walmart and the beer store.  Not that exciting, right.  I'm past exciting birthdays.  We had Dax yesterday so that eliminated going anywhere.  I picked up a couple ribeyes and grilled them while Lisa fixed green beans and glazed carrots.  Worst part was Dax fell just before Bailey came to pick him up and got a bloody lip.
66 was a great year for me.  Most of that was due to the herniated lung/rib issue back in April and May.  This didn't allow me to golf all summer then when I tried in fall my back flared up.  Then it flared up last week again.  Covid made it's appearance as did a couple squamous skin cancer spots.
Maybe I didn't get my kicks on age 66 but got kicked by age 66.