Jordy…

Turns 40!

Today, Miss and I await the arrival of Jordy’s crew. We’re in San Fran and heading to Napa – then onto Pebble Beach. Gonna be a dream trip for all involved. We will hike, bike, and maybe even sip a few vintages we’re going to more than like. We’ll dine, enjoy fine wine, and walk around beautiful golf courses while taking our time. This trip will be savored, at least by me.

Even this early am, I’m up taking in the sights and sounds after zooming with the BTL band. My sleep score (if I knew it) is low. Hoping my golf game allows me to go even lower. Do not kill time, friends. Make moments count. Create memories with those you love. When you get to be as old as Peteyboy and me, you know you’re somewhere on the proverbial back nine. You want to finish strong and with a cup overflowing, not one leaking, lacking, while stuck chasing more.

Another dollar might fill your bank account, friend. More joy, however, will fill your heart. And, your heart keeps the score, not your head. Damn, hard, truth. So, friend, stop chasing life so damn hard. Sip. Savor. Slo your roll.

Go on a joy ride. A joy filled ride of passion and purpose, where you give more than you take. Seek and find works in any endeavor. We often seek, however, more of the stuff that never quite fills. Seek joy. I’m an artist, athlete, and entrepreneur. Truth. I’m more artist than anything else.

Do you know who you are? Are you on a treadmill chasing more dimes, or a joy ride taking your time? You living your masterpiece – your magnum opus? You choose. Your choices have consequences. Choose wisely. Damn, that reminds me. Opus One. Maybe, just maybe, we’ll take little Jordy for a taste.