Atomic Punk
Footballguy
Turned 50 today and having an incredible day! My amazing wife and I were supposed to be celebrating in New Zealand and actually got to stay there for two weeks before we had to come home due to the virus. We had an amazing time despite the disruption of cutting it short due to this new reality of ours. We are now on day 6 of our home isolation. I’m a contemplative type and it is hard not to think too much at the best of times, so turning 50 during this time really ramps things up.
After a great night last night, Skyping with two very good friends and having some I-drinks, I woke up this morning, listened to the Beatles for three hours while taking phone calls and texts from friends and family. Had a great workout, took the dog for a nice walk (as neighbors crossed the street instead of stopping to chat), then chilled out listened to some funk Parliament, O’Jays, The Meters).
Mrs. Punk and I just made a delicious ribeye dinner with a wine that she brought back from NZ for this occasion ... after dinner the doorbell rings and it was my oldest friend since 5th grade bringing me a 6-pack of beer and a box of cigars (he always was the bad influence on me) and then my oldest son rolls up with his wife nd leaves a bottle of wine and a cake on the steps. It was so surreal ... enjoying their company and shooting the breeze with them (from a hockey stick distance , which is our guide in Canada) ... while at the same time thinking how odd it was to not hug the boy or do the bro shake with my bud. Funny times we have here!
Left me with only one thought when I shut the door ...I’m the luckiest guy alive!
After a great night last night, Skyping with two very good friends and having some I-drinks, I woke up this morning, listened to the Beatles for three hours while taking phone calls and texts from friends and family. Had a great workout, took the dog for a nice walk (as neighbors crossed the street instead of stopping to chat), then chilled out listened to some funk Parliament, O’Jays, The Meters).
Mrs. Punk and I just made a delicious ribeye dinner with a wine that she brought back from NZ for this occasion ... after dinner the doorbell rings and it was my oldest friend since 5th grade bringing me a 6-pack of beer and a box of cigars (he always was the bad influence on me) and then my oldest son rolls up with his wife nd leaves a bottle of wine and a cake on the steps. It was so surreal ... enjoying their company and shooting the breeze with them (from a hockey stick distance , which is our guide in Canada) ... while at the same time thinking how odd it was to not hug the boy or do the bro shake with my bud. Funny times we have here!
Left me with only one thought when I shut the door ...I’m the luckiest guy alive!
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Next up..... scope up where the sun don't shine.. 
