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.
May 20th Prompt: What does happiness mean to you? Reflect back on a specific moment when you felt unconditionally happy.What circumstances made you feel that way? It may sound corny, but happiness stems from the simple things. A spontaneous gabfest with a passerby while out on a gambol in the sunshine is happiness. A spectacular sunset that illuminates the evening sky is happiness. Cuddles with a grandgiggle are happiness. Holding hands with my hubby despite decades of marriage is happiness. Discovering a delicious new ice cream flavour is happiness. Watching children run and play is happiness. Laughter be it a guffaw, or a snort, or a chortle, or a giggle, or a tee-hee is happiness. Reconnecting with an old friend and sharing familiar stories is happiness. Finishing a book and coming up for air is happiness. Stringing a series of words together to create something memorable is happiness. Capturing a once-in-a-lifetime photo to preserve a magical moment is happiness. I consider myself fortunate to have a plethora of happy memories to reflect upon. Were a few better than others? Do a few of those moments never fail to make me smile? It goes without saying that my wedding qualifies as such a happy day. I remember the enormous family reunion that accompanied it. When I close my eyes I see everyone dancing, hugging, laughing, and talking non-stop. My father wore my veil as he partied and schmoozed. Friends and family mingled for hours. The births of my children and grandgiggles were heart-swelling moments in time. I reacted with tears and a grin that never faded. Birthday parties are excuses to get together and reminisce. Sure, we all celebrate, but when in close proximity the merriment is contagious. We all speak to, around and over each other in our eagerness to be a vital part of the conversation. Some may accurately claim we are loud. I prefer boisterous. We never are at a loss for laughter either. If one of us spits out a mouthful , or snorts then the instigator is successful. All of this makes me happy.
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