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.
July 11th Prompt: Imagine what the world would be like today if humans had never discovered /invented ________. Hmmm, I am con templating a different life without board games. Say it isn't so. What kind of life would that be? Oh, the unspeakable horror. Would there be devastating boredom? Would there, could there possibly be no laughter? Gasp. I imagine the deafening silence. Board games have amused my family and I throughout our combined history. They have never failed to entertain us and the accompanying tales of triumph grow ever more heroic with the passage of time. Someone only has to remark, "remember when?", and we dissolve into giggles. Our family lore is built upon our board game prowess. Are you familiar with the game Pictionary? The player who is 'it' must draw clues for his or her opponents with the aid of a pencil and a blank piece of paper. Of course, we are not all artists and our renderings are often crude and mystifying. Sometimes they prove unidentifiable if not illegible. We question the smudged squiggles. We struggle to see the likeness of anything. What word could this possibly represent? Is it standard English? I once submitted my masterpiece for my family's perusal. I had considered how best to draw my word and I believed it needed no explanation. My rendering was lifelike and so I thought, easy to decipher. My youngest daughter took one peek and burst out laughing. She dubbed my drawing "the penis mobile." For years, it has been displayed front and center on her fridge door for any and all to admire. She sees an erupting, spewing penis. I drew a car with an illuminated headlight because that was my clue word, headlight. Critics! Another family favourite that never fails to create a chaos of laughter and general rowdiness is the game What's Yours Like? The player who has been deemed 'it' will ask each of the other participants to reveal a clue about their object. The idea is to provide vague unobvious clues. My middle grandgiggle, Emily had drawn the honour of being the guesser. We shared that our common thing could be found in schools, it was most often brown, and in my instance, mine were full of snowmen. She shrugged her shoulders and hazarded a guess. "Boobs?" We howled until we cried. We'd been describing shelves.
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