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.
Day 28 Belize Belize is a delight. Balmy breezes, beaches, sparkling turquoise water, broad smiles greeted me. Since this is a virtual tour and I cannot offend or startle anyone, I revel in letting it all go to strut about in a bikini and flip flops. In my mind, I blended in and besides I felt comfortable. It's a laid back beach culture here. No time to explore or lounge at the Island Magic Beach Resort Caye Caulker. What I glimpsed before I rushed off looked inviting. OMG!! Who developed the concept of tubing through caves? Brilliant! I didn't resent lugging my inflatable neon orange tube through a lush, green rain forest. I anticipated the fun and unique experience. I did laugh a little when all of us were ordered to don helmets with miners' lights attached to them before we began our gentle float in amazing green water. Their practical application became apparent when I slipped into a dark, cool cave. The beams danced on the water and illuminated stark rock. A few times the different tubes nudged each other in a game of tag. This adventure morphed into zip lining 120 feet up in the humid air. I soared above and through a lush, emerald canopy and I swooshed over flowing, sparkling water. It felt as if I were flying in brief spurts of adrenalin. I opted to enjoy a flight over the natural phenomenon, the Great Blue Hole. Incredibly, it does resemble a dark blue, round hole, or eye in the green/turquoise ocean. The blues and greens seen from this perspective are gorgeous. I am grateful that most of our jaunt this evening happened along soft, forgiving sand. Even without imbibing, I am a tripping, stumbling klutz. Add the intention, the main focus of a pub crawl, and my co-ordination is non-existent. Oh, the rum went down smoothly, but it was disguised by sweet fruit combinations. I made new friends, inebriated fun seekers. After a few refreshments, we were all attempting to speak pirate and balance broad-brimmed hats on our numb heads. A few brave, hearty souls wore the black eye patches. Wait, I seem to recall A Warped Witch I Be sporting one of those eye patches and her other eye squinting. Thank goodness no one suggested we try walking on a peg leg!
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sporting one of those eye patches and her other eye squinting. Thank goodness no one suggested we try walking on a peg leg! 
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