Michigan

[Opa]

Fear of being stuck on an inversion table. Shoot the are some chairs that I have difficulty getting out of and I don't want to even talk about the difficulty of kneeling. Some days it becomes so difficult returning to an upright position I have to make two trips.

 

[Opa]

Just sitting here sipping my coffee and enjoying the fact that another day is underway. The solitude of the pre-dawn allows contemplation and reflection. Time to think about what I've done, what I need to do, and the most important of life's troika what do I want to do.

It truly is wonderful the way folks from other states come into our thread. I think that is a reflection of who all of you are; warm caring people. You all remind me of a Will Roger's quote "I never met a person I didn't want to like." Everyone is welcomed to our group and when someone poses a question everyone joins in trying to provide an answer. No one is made to feel small because they have asked a question and everyone seems cognizant of the fact that we are all ignorant; just about different things.

I sincerely hope you ladies are done with quoting Raz's post about preferring rolling naked in poison ivy to having lilacs in his yard. The mental picture of an aging bald guy with welts and blisters as his only garb makes pondering life's enigmas nearly impossible.

 

[Mom 2em All]

hahaha Sam...

I get it though. When I first starting teching, I could spring up from wherever I had squatted down- now, it requires crawling to a vertical surface to climb back up.
Post op, I got stuck in the living room chair. Two a.m. nobody awake to help me, and I couldnt get out. Of course it was pain driven- muscle spasm hell, but I was still stuck. I needed someone to dump me out of the chair.


Im pretty sure thats how break-dancing was created...someone watched enough older people trying to get up from a sitting position on the floor...and thought, "hey that would be a pretty cool dance to do..."

 

[Opa]

The assumed immortality of youth does come back to haunt you during the sunset years. The old saw about had I known I would live this long I would have taken better care of myself often comes to mind. Mom, break dancing is something seniors often contemplate but it is what will break when they dance.

 

[Mom 2em All]

My husband has to go pick up the fence panels today. My mom is waiting for him to bring twentyfive to her yard. Only getting ten here. I cant afford to come up the side fence, but will be doing the back one.

I told her that he would put them up, but she has refused. She said she will do it herself- one at a time, even if it takes all summer. She values her flowers and bushes and doesnt want to hear my husband say, "oops".or "well too late for that one". I feel the same way about the cat-tails that have come back up, despite Henry and the goosers decimating them last year. I may threaten to put a bear trap over them- just to remind my hubby that those are NOT where you want to put your foot.

Too bad our weather wont cooperate and give us a warm sunny day today to do this. I also have to go to Tractor Supply for MORE chick feed. I dont know why I didnt just buy ten bags and be done with it. I am safe to not buy chicks- the ones in my house and the eggs in my house and the ones outside are all at an age where I cant add to them.

I bought a door for my daughters room last night. The door that used to be there, when it was my sons room had been punched clean in two. My son had once asked my husband when he was going to get a new door- and the reply was, "when you move out". Now that he is out, there is a new one. Its in my van. I think I rather offended the man at Home Depot by asking him to take it to the front of the store yesterday. I thought it was part of their job, but he seemed rather aggravated by it. I just cant do it, because of surgery or I would have done it myself. If not for being restricted, I would have already hung the door, as well. As it is now, my husband may let it sit in my van forever on a "Honey do" list...

 

[Mom 2em All]

The assumed immortality of youth does come back to haunt you during the sunset years. The old saw about had I known I would live this long I would have taken better care of myself often comes to mind. Mom, break dancing is something seniors often contemplate but it is what will break when they dance.

its funny, because on Facebook, one of my classmates was fretting over the fact that he cant dance and is in a Wedding this fall. I replied with he need not worry, we are at the age where nobody is watching us on the dance floor anyhow. Too old to be part of the "in crowd" and young enough to not look 'cute'..as in , "aww look at Grampa out there, trying to dance"...
When my stepdaughter was married last fall, my husband and I danced a slow dance- and while other couples may whisper endearing things to one another out there, our conversation was "ow, my hip..." "ugh, that was my knee"...

 

[Opa]

Hopefully this is the end of this

 

[Mom 2em All]

Sam,. you are sooooo funny!!!!

 

[Opa]

I sure hope that nekkid pictures don't get folks too excited or ruin their breakfast

 

[NovaAman]

I am never getting old... By the time I am old, they will have figured out how to make new bodies and I will live FOREVER with my trusty auto correct and panties and undertaker eggs. Oh shoot... Almost 40... Guess I will have to just live with my trusty auto correct and banties and underutilized eggs... Yup.