But She Can’t Find Her Keys

I forget.The old people warned me and it’s obvious that I didn’t take them very seriously.

No, I cannot read the directions on the back of the glue bottle, without cheaters.

No, I can’t remember where I put my phone, keys, purse or any of the items I hid for safekeeping.

Yes, I forgot what I came in here for.

Unfortunately, I now know what a muffin top is and that wasn’t there yesterday.

It all happened so fast and silly me … I thought I was immune.

Added reclaim my brain to the list and I can do it at Luminosity for FREE!

Thought I would share, before I forgot.

Feeling Like a Dried Prune

bone loss Remember when some marketing genius branded prunes as dried plums?

They didn’t fool me. I knew what they were trying to do and it didn’t change my visual comparison of prunes and wrinkled old people.

Guess I should have given dried plums a chance, it seems that plums/prunes are one the most bone friendly fruits.

Since a woman can lose 20 percent of her bone mass in the 7 years after menopause, that’s good news.

All you have to do is eat 10 prunes daily to slow down bone loss.

Going to create a new mental image of my bones growing stronger, so I don’t gag.

Check it out …

The Fruit That Builds Better Bones | Reader’s Digest

Doin’ the Green Thing

funny old people
Youth is a wonderful thing. What a crime to waste it on children. ~ George Bernard Shaw

Always love emails that are worth sharing …


Checking out at the store, the young cashier suggested to the older woman that she should bring her own grocery bags because plastic bags weren’t good for the environment.

The woman apologized and explained, “We didn’t have this “green thing” back in the early days.

The clerk responded, “That’s why we have problems today”. “Your generation didn’t care enough to save our environment for the future generations.”

She was right —  our generation didn’t have the “green thing’ back then.

We returned milk bottles, soda bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, so you could use the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled.

But we didn’t have the “green thing” back then.

We walked up stairs, because we didn’t have an escalator in every store and office building.

We walked to the grocery store and didn’t climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.

But she was right, we didn’t have the “green thing.”

We washed the baby’s diapers because we didn’t have the throw-away kind.

The wind dried our clothes.

Kids got hand-me-down clothes.

But that young lady is right.  We didn’t have the “green thing” back in our day.

We had one TV, or radio, in the house — not a TV in every room. The TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief (remember them?), not a screen the size of the state of Montana .

In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn’t have electric machines to do everything for us.

When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded up old  newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap

We didn’t fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power.

We exercised by working hard so we didn’t need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.

But she’s right, we didn’t have the “green thing” back then.

We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water.

We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen.

We replaced the razor blades, in a razor, instead of throwing away the whole razor, just because the blade got dull.

But we didn’t have the “green thing” back then.

People took the streetcar or a bus, and kids rode their bikes to school or walked instead of turning their moms into a  24-hour taxi service.

We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an  entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances.

And we didn’t need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 2,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest pizza joint.

But the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn’t have the “green thing” back then?

Please forward this onto another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from the younger generation.

Remember: Don’t make old people mad!

We don’t like being old in the first place, so it doesn’t take much to tick us off.

The State Fair vs One Stroller

August 29th, 2011 marked the first trip to the Minnesota State Fair with 4 of our 5 grandsons.

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Even though we considered taking a leash, as a threat, we chose to take a double stroller instead.

That’s pushing over 200 pounds of dead weight, not counting the stroller, for over 6 1/2 hours.

Our best guess is that the stroller weighed 500 pounds by the end of the day.

What did we think would happen if we added Pronto Pups, Snow Cones, Ice Cream, Sweet Martha’s Cookies, french fries, corn, mini donuts and dizzy sickness.

Best day ever!

So I can take real pictures, the next time, we’re inviting another set of eyes that can push the additional stroller.

Crafts for Seniors

Senior Crafts
It's important to have a twinkle in your wrinkle. ~Author Unknown

On a mission to find things for my mother to do with the more than ample time she has on her hands, (besides whining).

It’s been hard for us to get use to her new life of less freedom (done driving), less money and hours to fill in a one bedroom apartment. (She likes to live alone)

We bought her a Wii system so she could play golf and tennis.

I doubt if she does. It involves standing up, turning it on and changing the channel.

Talked with mom about joining the world online.  She liked the idea of having a laptop until she started stressing out about turning it on and off and clicking buttons.  A computer may cause more anxiety than it’s worth … we’ll see how it goes.

While eating gigantic blueberry pancakes my mother declared that she wanted to start painting.

Popped online and found a really cool Paint by Number website that offers Paint by Number kits for beginners without color blending.

Looked for Elvis. They didn’t have him so I bought the Peacocks.

Hope it keeps her busy for a few hours. Will take a pic … if and when she finishes:)

Guess I better get on the stick and put together a Senior Mosaic Tile Kit with a base, pre-cut mosaic tile pieces and adhesive that I can test out on mom:)

I’ll let you know how it goes.

Genius and virtue are to be more often found clothed in gray than in peacock bright.