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 |    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. |
| PROMPT May 26th Complete the following sentence: When I’m in the mood to celebrate, nothing can stop me from ___________. Well, well, what can I write? What will be my answer? The too obvious reply is celebrating, isn't it? I mean if I'm in the mood I'm in the mood. How could I not then celebrate? Okay, that's far too simple. How about sharing it? When I'm in the mood to celebrate, nothing can stop me from sharing it. There may be enthusiastic high-fives exchanged, maybe a bear hug, or two. Yes, I realize not everyone would necessarily want to celebrate with me, but I'd most likely be insistent. My feelings of euphoria would want to overthrow all things negative. I can picture spontaneous dancing with jig-like high stepping and plenty of twirling. Yes, I'd probably link arms with someone and pull them along. Their stumbles would match mine. Silly, uncoordinated movements should provoke a reluctant smile or two. Right now, I'm humming, "Celebrate, celebrate, dance to the music!" Picture the delighted antics of athletes after they score a touchdown, or a basket, or a hole in one. They know how to celebrate. Of course, I'd accept and downright encourage cheering with a few loud 'woohoos' and 'hurrahs.' Singing out loud and off-key is also okay. If my fellow rabble rousers don't know the words they can fake it, or hum. When I'm in the mood to celebrate, nothing can stop me from expressing it. Oh, you'll know when I'm happy. You'll both hear and see me. I do, however, draw the line at executing somersaults, hand springs, and cartwheels. If those were at all remotely possible, I'd never stop celebrating. |
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