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 3rd Prompt What do you do to relax and unwind in the evening? Paint us a picture of your ideal relaxation. With a sigh, I stretch. Fragrant bubbles float into the moist expanse of glittering stars. Hot water laps at my toes and soaks into my weary muscles. In the flickering flame of a candle fireflies dance. The only sounds to invade my solitude, the steady whirr of the hot tub jets and my steady breathing.Footsteps and clinking ice announce the arrival of Antonio with my cocktail surprise. Every evening, he pampers me with a different intoxicant. Without the exchange of words Antonio massages my shoulders. With a start, I shake my head and blink. An involuntary shiver creeps up my spine. My bath water is now cool and the once luxuriant vanilla bubbles have dissipated.An oily slick envelops me. Glancing down at the tiles, I notice shards of my ceramic mug swimming in a grey puddle of forgotten tea.I am alone. The novel I'd been idly perusing is floundering to stay afloat as it bumps my goose bump stubbled knee.I hope Antonio knows how to swim.
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