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.
I'm getting a huge dose of sand swallowing here today. It's very windy here in the desert. It feels like glass cutting your skin. I didn't last long outside. I watered and came immediately back inside.
I'm glad you're joining us, dinner and drinks will be quite relaxing tonight. Apparently the Aussies don't drink as much tequila as the Mexicans do on Cinco de Maya.
Gosh sorry you missed the train. I hate it when that happens but you are here now. Yippie! ha ha poor Opal. I knew one girl named Opal and she had an October birthday like me.
I would've never guessed you to be an adrenaline junkie, Sandra. Way to go girl. I agree swallowing salt water isn't refreshing. As a child I loved swimming in the ocean, as an adult I think about all the stuff dumped it in.
You have lovely memories of your library. You must have lived close enough to go on your own. I loved my local library too. I went on Saturday morning with my dad.My favourite books were Little Women, What Katy did, Heidi, and any Dickens books.
Happy 10th WDC Anniversary, SandraLynn Team Florent!! I'm sorry I can't battle alongside with you, dear Florent. Go forth and go well! You are doing excellent!
March 12th Prompt: Other than music, what sounds do you love? Ah sounds...I cannot fathom deafness. This is a sense I take for granted. I am able to hear and I expect to hear. Sounds are a part of my everyday experience. It never really is completely silent. Appliances hum, pets snore, birds squawk, traffic rumbles, anything with a touch pad chirps or tippity-taps, the wind howls or whistles, floors creak... My refrigerator sounds like an asthmatic. It wheezes and gasps and shudders. Then again, it's a senior for an appliance, over twenty years old. I find myself waiting for it to struggle to life. I know it will breathe its last soon. This background noise is a constant in my home. The sound that I love is laughter. It's a universal reaction to many things and it is a universal language easily understood. Laughter means merriment, glee, excitement, happiness, and more. The chuckles of a baby are magical. I like a cheery greeting when I'm out and about.It is friendly and caring. It is a nod of acknowledgment. I rather like the ding-ding of my oven timer. This signals something edible is ready. For that same reason, I like the bubbling and hissing of my coffee percolator. The sounds of children playing is a great pick-me-up. They are in the moment shouting, cheering, chortling, bantering,singing, whatever. They sound happy and carefree. I also like the particular, specific noise that my cell phone creates to let me know I have a text or a Messenger message. I hear a Minion chirp, "hello." This signifies a relative or a friend has something to share. We natter about current affairs, upcoming events, memories, milestones, and such.
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