While waiting (patiently) for the arrival of my first grandchild, I took the opportunity today to stretch my legs and walk about the area near where my daughter and son-in-law live.

It beats pacing the hallways.

The air is very cool and crisp and it might snow this week.  I’m bundled up and trying to keep a clear head.  Life is beautiful.  Not nearly perfect, but I’m digging the hell out of it right now.

Not much is going to bring me down.

I just need for this kid to make an appearance before Saturday when I’m scheduled to fly back to California.

Fingers crossed.