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.
Very nicely written. I am a big communicator and if more people would put forth a better effort, it would be a better place. Little acts of kindness truly goes a long way. You have identified it well. I can feel your sincerity coming through your writing. I would like to see more of the younger crowd helping or being involved with the older folks. I know my day goes better when someone has said hi or gives a waves.
I don't care for dark British/Dutch humor. Dislike Monty Python as well. Give me a bittersweet French or Japanese movie or a sad Portuguese song. I'm more introspective.
You were very fortunate. I never really fell into anyone's arms.
I need to reassess my needs. My 'romantic' efforts in Thailand had limited success.
A washing machine is an accurate descriptive for how your body is pummeled with each wave as you're drawn down and then pushed up again. I've been a dozen times and if my shoulder wasn't like it is I would gladly go again. I'm like you very familiar with canoes and kayaks although my preference is a kayak on lakes. I used to take mine out with a small cooler bag with lunch inside and water. My other bag was a dry bag, it held my camera in addition to whatever book I was reading. If my brain was functioning I had sunscreen, depended on my coffee intake for sure. We must have been fish at one point in our life.
I agree with you about the aurora borealis, I don't dare blink. They're just so glorious in color and the way the air feels as you stand there awe struck. I'm equally glad these calories don't count, I feel like I've eaten enough for two people maybe three.
I've wondered the same thing when I read about all the discoveries documented and brought back by ship. Paper that didn't crumble or mold from all the temperature variances.
I'm not as comfortable storing things in the cloud myself, I have external hard drives that I transfer data too and then disconnect from my computer so it is hack proof. Not that I really have data anyone would want but it is personal to me.
But then I think about the close living quarters on a ship how did anyone have room for storage to bring back? Darwin was indeed lucky on the HMS Beagle.
What artist or band do you always recommend when someone asks for a music recommendation?
Huh, I do not recall that anyone has ever requested a recommendation for music from me. My cellphone and tablet are free of a playlist. I reserve their use for things other than music. When I read and write I do so in silence. Rarely do I sit and just listen to music and it's not because I dislike it. If I choose to play music, I lean towards that from the seventies, nineteen-seventies. In a nostalgic mood, I will belt out the lyrics and dance as if no one is watching because I make certain no one is lurking about. Occasionally, I will concede to a different era. While travelling in my vehicle, I listen to 'new', popular, current music chosen by faceless d.j.s. I like the randomness and I have discovered music that appeals to me. In this way, I am prepared for excursions with my two eldest grandgiggles. This Nanna is not totally unaware, or clueless, or lame. My parents preferred country music and it wormed its way into my memory. Once I hear a few familiar notes, I am transported to my childhood and I sing every word of the lyrics. I suppose I did pay attention despite being a captive audience. My hubby refers to this genre as 'cry ass country' and he's not incorrect. With lyrics such as "your cheatin' heart", "he stopped lovin' her today," "stand by your man," and "I'm so lonesome I could cry" there was a common theme of heartbreak and betrayal. I admit my three children repeated this legacy of hearing their parents' music over and over. They recite the lyrics to Jefferson Starship hits with ease. 'We Built This City' and 'Somebody to Love' flow effortlessly. They grew up with Queen, E.L.O., Elton John, Meatloaf, Supertramp, Michael Jackson, The Eurythmics and more.
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