The Complaining Generation?

I’m sitting here at the kitchen table sipping on a cup of coffee (French press), getting some work done. I have Johnny Cash and Sinatra on shuffle in the background and it just got me thinking about my generation in comparison to theirs.

I had a great conversation yesterday with my Grandparents who live in the beautiful province of Newfoundland. It was great talking to them. My Grandfather’s a funny guy, he’ll always make a crack about me having a girlfriend who’s too good looking for me, which I don’t disagree with. I’ll fire back calling him an old fart which’ll make my Grandmother laugh. I haven’t seen them in years and it was great talking to them. Read the rest of this entry »