HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR SALLY

If this blog is for one thing, it is to celebrate the notion that those of us Turning S*x*y are, for lack of a better phrase, the cat's meow! I realize this phrase actually predates those of us who are 60 but I think one of our goals this decade should be to bring back long ago phrases, just like we recycle music.

So who better to wish a Happy Birthday to than to my friend Sally! She is one of the inspirations for this blog and has made the notion of entering a seventh decade seem like an absolute hoot! In part because she looks like she's 50 and she is also a fount of all sorts of information -- philosophical, trivial, political, inspirational and humorous. She is the first person, for example, who turned me on to Susan Boyle. Yes, two days later, everyone had heard of Susan Boyle, but Sally was ahead of the curve. Always has been, always will be. And of course, as President of the Jerry Groopman Fan Club (otherwise known as "The Groopies") she almost has a full-time job on her hands. And if you don't know who Jerry Groopman is, then that just proves that she's ahead of the curve and you're not. OK, the rest of the world calls him Jerome, but they're not part of the Club.

We've all heard all this stuff about today being the first day of the rest of your life. Well, in the case of the Turning S*x*y set that couldn't be more true. We are going to remake the image of elders in a way that will ASTOUND this society. Of course we will be doing that after we have a cup of coffee and maybe a short afternoon nap, but you'll see it.

I could go on and on but there's that little issue of coffee....