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.
Didn't ICE find the illegal aliens who had secretly landed in our trailer parks and ICE shipped them to an El Salvadorian prison? I thought many of the trailer park inhabitants who resisted will be vacationing at the prison, er renamed Cultural Exchange Theme Park, soon?
When the toe heels it may be time for specially fitted shoes. Broken bones, no matter how small, can create or exacerbate other health issues as one ages.
A Warped Witch I Be Yes, I have family nearby. The lake is also across the road. Water is kinda important, eh? A spoonful of coffee grounds just isn't the same without it. Thanks for commiserating with me.
I'm so sorry to hear you're having such a terrible week. I've gone through the float valve thing at my old house in Maine, it felt like forever before they got it replaced. I bought gallons of water to keep my coffee supply steady. I refilled empty jugs for the toilet from the lake. We were lucky it happened in the summer because bathing was at the lake. I can't imagine doing it in the fall with the temperatures dropping. I never asked if your family lives nearby? Hopefully, you can take care of the essentials there.
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.
May 25th HOME SWEET HOME Blog Prompt: What would happen if Andre opened a bar in your town? Hmmm, yes, what could possibly happen if a monkey created a bar here in Sundridge? Nothing could go awry, right? It's not as if the locals do not have practice gawking at wildlife. Legend has it that a beer-guzzling black bear is not an unusual sight. More than one raccoon has helped itself to a swiped whisky bottle. This masked animal knows all about tipsy. As they imbibe they sway on their feet and stumble into garbage cans. I would imagine that serious drinkers don't much care who serves them their 'potion' of choice. As long as the drinks keep coming they are content. Who doesn't appreciate free-flowing suds and/or spirits. Drunks Happy aficionados are simple folk. If a monkey, specifically one named Andre, were to operate as a pub master no one would blink an eye. Some imbibers seem to perpetuate reputations as animals, so why would they object to one keeping their buzzes fresh? As long as Andre possesses the necessary skills to crack open bottles and pour he'll impress.The overall aura becomes animal et animal. Andre is lucky. He will be able to stock his bar with wares from two nearby breweries. At one he will revel in the unique beers and ales. At the other he will slake his thirst and that of his customers with whisky, moonshine and vodkas. I envision this monkey as the silent sort. He probably is not prone to babble on and on in mindless conversation. Many of the locals pride themselves upon being outdoorsmen. While hunkered down in their duck blinds, or perched up in their moose/deer tree-top blinds, or swaying within a moored boat, these persons maintain a noise blackout. They are pro sitters and waiters. No nattering is necessary, or expected. When in a bar they revert to those ingrained habits. They perceive drinking as serious business. No need to expel undue energy with hasty movements. No need for the intrusion of idle conversation. Of course, with groups of drinkers anything could occur. Misunderstandings are possible. Inebriation seems to affect if not disable the sense of hearing. Words are blurred. Their context is scrambled. Speech is also impaired. Enunciation is mangled, mumbled, slurred. All of this results in miscommunication, or as some prefer to say reactions. Okay, over-reactions might be more accurate. Insults are implied and slung.Perceived slights sting.Animals depend upon their basic instincts. Is that not the fight, or flight response? What would animals, imbibing animals, do in such a situation? Would the monkey and his patrons engage in a bar brawl, a free-for-all? Would they screech and swing from the rafters? Would fur fly? Would the participants puff out and beat their chests in acts of attempted intimidation? Would they shove? Would they gouge and scratch? I really have no idea what might happen if Andre opened a bar here in Sundridge. I've never owned, or toiled in a drinking establishment. I have no experience and therefore I really mustn't speculate. No insults to Andre, or other like-minded individuals, but is this a form of monkey business and as such isn't that old adage true? Could even a monkey do it?( word count 543 minus the 18 words of the prompt )
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