Ah, life is bitter-sweet. I thought 70 was the new 30 (okay, 40). I suppose I will have to adjust. Everybody tends to take themselves too seriously, irrespective of age. But as I approach 70, I know I dont need to impress anybody and therefore I should not worry about potential embarrassment by making a joke at my own expense. But inhibitions stick with me like barnacles on a ship. I need to scrape them off the hull.
Ah, life is bitter-sweet. I thought 70 was the new 30 (okay, 40). I suppose I will have to adjust. Everybody tends to take themselves too seriously, irrespective of age. But as I approach 70, I know I dont need to impress anybody and therefore I should not worry about potential embarrassment by making a joke at my own expense. But inhibitions stick with me like barnacles on a ship. I need to scrape them off the hull.
We all age in our own ways. Some old people have no boundaries, and I often wish my family were somewhat more inhibited. Retain a few barnacles!
The worst thing is the contemptuous names I sling at myself (in private moments)eg. “Move it you old biddy”!
Or “it’s time to cover the mirrors, Scarface”
Oh, no! That doesn't sound so funny, my silver fox cousin!
Thank you, Catherine, for putting a smile on my face. I can always use a good joke ... or two ...
Fun Cathy...thank you...as always... love and hugs...t and gang
i think this piece is...uh, i forgot.
Do we know each other? I forget!
no, i'm a fictional character from one of your books.
And then there’s that friend of ours who introduces himself like this, “Hi! My name is So and So and I have prostate cancer!”
I found the last joke the funniest!
Yes, me too. Jackie told me this, making it longer and droller. But it’s a cruel joke, too, as are so many.