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.
Witchy Woman 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.
Ah, Michael Jackson's Thriller. That catchy distinctive beat is now an ear worm, but not in the least annoying. Listening to it once again has called pleasant memories to the surface. I recall the fun of the video, basing it on a date at a movie theatre watching a horror film, and the fantastic dancing of the resultant zombies. It is playful and toys with a young woman's perception. Is her boyfriend a zombie, or did she dream of their frightening encounter? After all, he assured her "I'm not like other guys, I'm different." She anticipated a nice kind of different.What creative genius to use Vincent Price's unmistakable spooky voice as a narrator! He could produce a maniacal cackle / laugh, too. I love the nod to this famous horror movie actor with the marquee reading ' Vincent Price Thriller.' I wonder if he was aware of this homage? This song and its special effects video came out when my three kids were verifiable youngsters. They loved to sing and dance along with MJ. Over and over they attempted to recreate his signature moves and that iconic zombie shuffle. Stiff arms raised, bodies slouched, heads held tight to one side in a loll they squirmed and perfected their own zombie dance. Sometimes in their zeal furniture would be over turned, knees bruised, dogs' tails trampled. They never could look scary though. I'd bet they'd instantly assume those poses and shuffle today if they heard Thriller. They'd recognize the music as a reflex. Rewatching this video I noticed the lyrics more than I did at its release. I think it's safe to say MJ was a wordsmith. He painted vivid pictures with his lyrics. I'm singing these words as I type them. "You try to scream, but terror takes the sound before you make it." Yes, that describes extreme fright. This song and dance belongs to Hallowe'en lovers worldwide. Who doesn't recognize it and entertain those nearby with their own zombie shuffle? What's not to like about make believe, dress-up, costumes, make-up and dancing? Mwaaahaha! ( 345 words )
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