...you get the idea. I don't recall hearing anything like this from my dad, or my uncles, or my grandpa. I think it's just because they really didn't talk much... unless it was to say "bring me a sandwich" or "hey, how 'bout those Cubs? this is our year!" or ...no, that's about it.
Recently, I have caught myself thinking or saying the exact same thing! What is it about getting older that seems to surprise us so much?
When I look in the mirror, I see me, I look the same as I always have. But when I see a picture of myself, Yikes!!! Who IS that?
I've been dying my hair for quite a few years... and I've decided to let it all grow out so I can see just how much gray hair has sprouted. I doubt if I'll make it much longer. (I mean, I don't think I'll make it much longer until I get my hair dyed again!) There is way too much gray on my head. I don't mind gray hair, and I will wear it proudly... just not now. Thank you dear God, for hair dye.
There! just the fact that I said hair "dye" instead of hair "color" shows my age. And I'm married to a man who says "lavatory" instead of "sink".
I forget sometimes. I have to ask my husband or my children how old I am. It's not such a great idea to ask my hubby... he's older than I am and can barely remember his own age. He recently told me that I was 59, and argued with me when I told him I wasn't!! I didn't argue vehemently, because he had me wondering there for a minute, until he realized... "no wait! '59 is the year you were born, not your age."
Okay then.
The other night we were at a friends house, it happened to be her birthday. There were several in the group there and we were discussing our birth dates... I was aghast to find out how old all of our friends are!!! Like I said, I forget sometimes. Of course our friends are old, we're old! It was the same shock I got when we were invited to join the "over 50" group at church.
Sometimes I say things... and then I wonder, "can I say that? ...should someone my age say something like that?" There are people on this earth who call me "grandma". Should grandmas say the things I say?
- I do NOT go up or down steps unless I look at them first... and a railing is just an extra bonus!
- After soaping up in the shower, I don't turn around to rinse unless I have my hand on the wall.
- When I ride my bike, I ALWAYS wear my helmet!
- If something is on sale at the grocery store, I stock up!!
- Toothpicks have become a necessity.
- I've developed a very methodical way of getting up after I've been sitting on the floor. (at least I can still sit on the floor, right?!
A good baker?!!? What makes someone look like they would be a good baker?!
and what kind of someone tells someone they look like they would be a good baker?!!?
A youngster, that's who! A kid who has no respect for the elderly.
1. I call it hair dye. Hair color is what color your hair is, dye is what you use to change it to a different color.
ReplyDelete2. If Dad calls a sink a lavatory, then he doesn't know the definition of lavatory! Also, I've never once heard him use the word lavatory.
3. I think looking like a good baker is a nice compliment. It means you look like that lady who always brings good cookies to people just because she's nice. At least that's how I'd interpret it.
P.S. It wouldn't let me use anything but my wordpress log-in name to post. I almost gave up and just sent you my comments!
Deletehe only says lavatory when we're alone :)
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