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.
September 7th Prompt: You've been chosen to speak at a zoom conference in your chosen field. Over 5oo people will attend. Each is new to your field and want to hear words of advice. What will you say to them? What did you wish to know when you started? What did I wish to know? I'd like to have some idea of what Zooming is. I've never Zoomed. I'm not a Zoomer. Why is it called Zoom? Is this anything like Skype 'cause I do not Skype either. Wait, was this invented by a Twitterer? Did someone conceive of a tweet complete with a beaming face? Should I confess that most of my life I've been content to speak with people via phone lines without staring into their eyes at the same time? Face-timing is a new concept for me and while I enjoy seeing my two-year old grandgiggle we spend the majority of our call making faces at each other for laughs. Most of my contacts of an 'older' age do not Facetime. They prefer a face-to-face next to each other in the same vicinity for a conversation. If this is not possible, they will settle for a lengthy chat via a phone link. So, Zooming is for meetings and trainings? Really? Again, this is a concept foreign to me. Wouldn't there be a great deal of "can you hear me?" , or "hey, over here, look at me, can you see me?" I know of trainings in which at least one 'student' talks incessantly during the lesson drowning out the instructor's voice. Would a Zooming be any different? Five hundred strangers would tune in, or is it Zoom in to listen to me? That's four hundred and ninety-nine too many pairs of ears. I'm perspiring and cringing at the thought. This is too much like public speaking. Poof! Just like that the hydro has disappeared. I am now typing this on my cellphone. Huh, this could make for an awkward Zoom encounter. Five hundred teeny tiny floating faces...
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