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 19th Prompt: Hobby? I discovered this particular hobby when I first picked up a pencil and pressed it to a piece of paper creating a few random squiggles. I found my new hobby, doodling / sketching. I like imitating facial expressions, body posture, costumes and accessories. Sometimes, I exaggerate a facial feature or emphasize the scowl or an open-mouthed gap-toothed grin. Hairstyles are fun to play with, too. Animals are fair game for my renderings as well. For years, my efforts have entertained delighted children. At
one time, my version of The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles proved to be in demand. I had to learn their names to appease the young afficionados. Disney characters are popular and one of the first I mastered as a child was Winnie the Pooh.Sime kids simply request a giraffe or a lion, and I oblige. Painting faces is a fun challenge. My colourful canvases range from butterflies to tigers to 'monsters.' I never grow weary of the awed thanks. I'm not a paid, successful artist. A few months ago, I replied to a Facebook contest sponsored by the Canadian cartoonist, Lynn Johnston known for her comic strip For Better Or Worse. She shares the chaos and laughter of family life. She explained in her online post that she and her daughter like to challenge each other with doodle contests. They take turns presenting the other with a few random shapes and lines that are to be incorporated into a cohesive sketch. Lynn posted a few looping, unconnected lines flanked by two circles. The rules were simple. Make something of these given lines without altering or moving them. So, challenge accepted. I did. Initially, I envisioned a swimming whale and I also could see the figure of a person as other submitters did. I turned the offering 180 degrees and saw something different. I created a cat with folded front paws and long tail twitching, sprawled across the top of a fish tank. Bug-eyed fish swam within that tank. As directed, I snapped a photo of my doodle and submitted it online as a Facebook post. Surprise! Lynn liked it and mailed one of her original doodles to me with an inscription referring to me as a fellow cartoonist. Wow! I'm not going to lie. That praise, that recognition, that affirmation made me feel fantastic. I am not in her league. I am a mere dabbler.
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