My random thoughts and reactions to my everyday life. The voices like a forum. |
I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon. |
Day 3922: November 15, 2023 Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt: “After a good dinner one can forgive anybody, even one's own relations.” Oscar Wilde, A Woman of No Importance Use this quote to inspire your blog entry. "Why is the dog sitting at the table?" "You called everyone for supper. He's hungry, too." "I meant my wee animals. Send him to the kitchen." "Mom! Carrie gave the dog some turkey." "It's some of mine anyway." "Mom! Chris is breathing on me!" "Chris go sit beside your father." "Why does the baby have mashed potatoes in her hair?" "Chris told her to wipe her hands." 'Wait, is Danielle chewing on a wing? She doesn't have any teeth." "She just took it. She wanted my fork, but I need it." "Is this the canned cranberry sauce? I don't like the chunky stuff Nan made. It has real cranberries, yuck!" "Yes, yes it is. See the lines from the can?" "Who made the gravy? Wait, is there gravy? It wasn't Mom was it?" "I only dropped some of the buns on the floor. Dilly Dog licked one." "Does anyone even like turnip?" "How many mouthfuls do I hafta eat? Can I give it to Dilly? Look, his mouth's waterin." "I'm stuffed, get it?" "Does this turkey have a name?" "I hafta jump and push the food into my legs. Grandma says that's where it goes into my 'holler' legs." "Mom! Danielle is eatin' my napkin." "Are you cryin' Mom? Happy tears, huh." |