Ramblings as an “elder”
Some people try to turn back their “odometers.” Not me. I want people to know why I look this way. I’ve traveled a long way and some of the roads weren’t paved!
Why is the easiest way to find something lost around the house is to go out and buy a replacement?
Did you ever notice that the Roman Numerals for forty (40) are XL?
Someone showed me that when you put the 2 words “The” and “IRS” together it spells “Theirs…”
The sole purpose of a child’s middle name is so they can tell when they’re really in trouble!
I thought about making a fitness movie for folks my age and calling it ‘Pumping Rust.’
The older you get the tougher it is to lose weight because by then your body and your fat have gotten to be really good friends.
Then there are all those forms where the blanks ask who is to be called in case of an emergency. I think we should write. ‘An ambulance.’
Ah! Being young was beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
I am thinking that old age is when I still have something on the ball, but am just too tired to bounce it.
And I’ll bet you have had some similar ramblings in your years on this planet!
Please share in the comments below one of your favorites!
2 Comments
One of my favorite is that I don’t consider anyone to be old, we are all aging to perfection.
Many blessings,
Sandy
Sandy, I liken it to wine-it (and we) are aged to perfection! Thanks for reminding me.