by Dianne
I am turning 65 this month and simply cannot believe it. Now I know that it isn't old but yet I remember when my parents turned 65 and I am now feeling like I am them. I have many friends that are older or close to my age and they all seem so much younger. This is just a little mental thing I am pondering over....silly
This has been a year (like50) that has bothered me. I been bomb barded with information from any place that wants you for a Medicare supplement and Medicare itself. There have been so many things to read and call on and still have a question mark on your face as you hang up from the conversation. Surely, I am not the first person to in counter all this medical attention. At 50, I didn't like getting all the AARP things but this is much worse. Do I want Part A or Part B or would I just like Part D......"scream"
My grandchildren are quick to point out that I am getting older. They told me when I "start smelling like an old person" they would let me know so I could change it. I wonder what an old person really smells like? They are the ones guiding me on how to put on eye shadow or liner so I look "cool". How I have done it for all these years.....I must have been wrong! They are now planning on how old I will be to see my great-grandchildren some day and remember one time my grandson thought I was alive when Lincoln was killed.
Yes, there are some positives....like being alive and fairly healthy; getting social security and medicare and best of all is being retired. But when I hear on our news about a new highway or light rail that will be done in the year 2020......I often wonder if I will be here to see it. I can't do all the things I used to do even though in my mind I think I'm 30 and can do anything. The body has a way of reminding you of just how old you are now. I don't think next year will bother me but 65 means my next big one is 70. Do I wish I was younger.....yes.....I would like to be about 50 again....maybe do some things differently but the age....yea, bring it on little genie in the bottle.
I can see that my younger husband (of one year) and I stay home more and enjoy it. When I look out that window and see that snow falling, I usually cancel whatever I have planned for the day now that I don't "have" to get out in it for work. We have just settled down.
My hair will always be auburn (never gray); my nails will always be nice and hopefully those chin hairs will never be visible. I threaten my daughter in case I am ever in a home that those things have priority. Yes, I guess I am vain even after all these years. I volunteer for the Bingo at the nursing home and sometimes someone mistakes me as a resident...now we have badgers....,much better.
I just wondered if anyone else gets these feelings as they reach or have reached a certain age. I'm not sad but I am still in disbelief that I am 65 years old!!!
56 comments:
BAMM!!
Michael~ what an ugly avatar~ lq~
Shirley~ How beautiful you look this moaning~
Di~ Thanks for the blag....but I'm not old~ :)~
ah ha ha!! Kicked yalls butts!!
and theres Tina...what a lovely way to start the day...
I WAS FIRST!! NO SHIRLEY!! YOU TWIT!!
Hi Shirley...no offense but you did come in second...
But why am I a twit?
Thank you for the compliment Tina but I am still mad at you for scoring 975000 on Bejeweled Blitz. That's just ridiculous! How did you reprogram the game to go that high? What's the name of your sidekick at work? Ask her if she would swat you a couple times for me.
lmbo Shirley~ Her name is Judi....but she's busy taking calls today~ I could ask Delise to do it, but she'd enjoy it and I'd hit her back~
Well never mind then Tina. I don't want to cause a brawl at work. BUT if I ever meet you...
BTW do you know why I'm a twit?
now...overlooking Tuna! I'd like to address Diannes thoughts on aging.
Dianne...here are the facts...you are on the backside of your life. I look at this way...
You are born with a full tank of gas. By the time you are 50 you have used three quarters of the tank and have a fourth to run on from there on out.
I mean...look at the obits...its people your age...and my age...and they are dropping like flies!
AT this point I realized "pre-planning" is a good idea. You know...at the funeral home. Make sure your will is up to date. You just never know...
What gets me is something that has never been an issue is discovered by your doctor during a routine visit. Prolly been that way for 10-15 years. But suddenly...because your doctor now knows about it your going to die...
"Oh doc...how long ya think I've had it?"...."oh...about 20 years"..."well how long do I have"..."ummm....prolly bout an hour...anything you wanted to do that you didn't get around to...now would be the time to go for it!"
Whats that about?
I hope you live a few more years...but lets face it...you could be found face down in a pool of your own drool..today! Dead as a door nail!
You could lose your mind ...wander off...and never be heard from again....
Your hair can fall out! You know...like those people whose scalp is more noticeable than the fuzz covering it?
Or to go blind...which would be bad. They ain't got nothing for you if you go blind. If you break a hip they can fix that. If you lose a leg you can get another. Same with an arm. But you go blind and they got nothing for you! They give you a cane and say "Have a nice day!"
All the time I see that stuff that says...
“You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching,
Sing like there's nobody listening..
well go ahead and try that shit at your age...somebody will throw a net over your ass and put you in the "crazy" wing of a nursing home...where you will break a hip and an aide will steal your wig and teeth...
I heard someone else say once..."well its time to get busy livin' or get busy dyin'!"
He chose to get busy livin'....turned and tripped over his walker...broke his hip! So there ya go...
Every decision at this point can be crucial...so be careful...
but when your time comes...if you go before me...I will lift my voice and join the chorus of "Shes A Good Old Girl"...
And let me leave you with a reminder on this good advice...
Pre-Need Planning...
I was calling Tina a TWIT...lol...not you Shirley....it was supposed to say "not Shirley!"...
oh! And Dianne....if your nails get real thick and yellow...and I mean like tree bark....thats just a fungus that you can't help...
Glad to know I wasn't the twit Michael.
As for your advise to Dianne...geez why don't you just dig a hole and throw her in!?
Good Morning!
DI: I know how you feel..when I turned 50 it kind of threw me..clerks were calling me ma'am..no one had carded me in ages..aarp came calling..I still felt young inside..but my outsides weren't cooperating. It didn't help that Mr Z was still in his 40's and could bend in ways I know longer could..lol..
Just remember..65 is the new 50..of course that would make 50 the new 40...see how this works? I think I like it.. :D
Great blog DI..you PYT!! :)
Dianne if I didn't know you were 65 I would probably say, if asked, she's about 55. I think it's funny to hear your grandkids describe you! And when you're talking with those people on the phone and you don't understand just say in a frail voice "Listen dear I'm old, could you repeat that for me one more time?"
I have the big 50 coming up next year, but each birthday is a drag for me cuz I have nothing to account for all those years of life.
Morning Zona! What's PYT...paint your toes?
MICHAEL: Always the optimist I see..or should I call you Sister Mary Sunshine today..dang.. ;D
TINA: You're not old..yet..but you will be... ;)
SHIRLEY: Did you watch TINA's BB game? Craaazy!! I think she realized she was falling behind in levels and went into survival mode..ijs.. :D
SHIRLEY: Pretty Young Thang :)
Pyt.....poop your trousers!!!!!!
Happy Wednesday Owls.
Dianne, I get all that 'junk' mail for old people too and I keep thinking it can't be for me, then I look in the mirror. You are so right that the body has a way of reminding us how old we are, like this last bout of gout that just won't seem to go away!
Michael, Congrats on flying in first. Good morning/moaning Tina, Shirley and Zona.
Good Morning Michael - Congrats on being first.
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Good Morning Shirley, Tina, and Zona-My-Baby. How are all you young-uns today?
Dianne - You can't possibly go from 34 one day to 65 the next. That is impossible. Does that I am now 37? Yikes, that's close to 40.
Dianne - I didn't want to turn 35 because back then 35 was old because most of the teachers in my school were in their 20's. I decided to stay at 34 and did that for many years. Then one day one of my teacher friends said. "You know Audrey you have been 34 as long as I have known you and I think that is now 20 years". I guess I was outed at that point. When I complained that I didn't get a 50th birthday party like the Principal was given I was told "but you have never turned 50". There are advantages to being honest.
Hi Tinka!
Shirley...the hole digging would fall under the "pre planning" and the funeral home contracts that out usually....
Dianne - I always get excited about my birthdays no matter what the age because I love the parties and the presents. It's only in the last two years when I can no longer jump in the car and spontaneously go shopping all alone that I have felt old. Before that I was just enjoying being retired. So hang on to your good health young ladies and Michael. As Time McGraw sings "Live Like You are Dying"
Well I have had a senior moment already today. I missed Barb, completely did not see her post. I am so sorry Barb. Good Morning my dear. You are still a young chick to me.
I also forgot to say "Great Blog today Dianne". I am going for my nap now. After those two senior moments I think I need it.
Crazy~ Hubby called and said the father of one of the 8th grade students died suddenly this morning. Then we found out that Maria, who was having surgery for one thing....also has cancer. THEN...I went to pick up the boy at his friends house (he lives with his grandparents)....the girl went to the door to get him...and came back saying the house smelled like old people~ All this reminded me of the blag~
DIANNE..you are NOT old. No, your not a teenager anymore, but who would want to be! I like ZONA's thinking that 60 is the new 50 and 50 the new 40...I guess that since I'm 29 it's like 19 :)
Think about it, I can't even think of retiring until 67.5...so see, you're not old.
The average life expectancy is 78.45...so see, you're not old.
However, if you DO start to smell like an old person, THEN you will be old :)~
I'm not planning a wake anytime soon for you, not even thinking of a bib to collect your drool, yet.
TINA...how tragic for those families.
And YOU are old :)~
Mo~ ur butt smells~ ijs~ :)~
It smells like lilacs :)
nope~ bacon~
Mmmm...bacon and lilacs.
MO I'm glad your butt doesn't smell like old people. lq
There was just 9 minutes short of six hours between my comment and the next one. How is that for shutting down a blog? It must be a record.
Tina - I am sorry about all your bad news today.
Maureen - You are just a young girl to me. I admire your jest for living.
My husband is home from Vancouver so it's time to watch our DVD. It's last year's season and we are really enjoying it.
Sleep tight little ones. Until tomorrow!
Tinka Enjoy your DVD. Last year's season of what?
Michael Congrats on being first and the best looking of us all. What is that avatar, anyway?
Shirley You just missed being first today which means you, too, are mighty good looking. I like your red poppy, by the way. Oh, and I'll smack Tina for you the next time I see her.
Tina Hey, you didn't happen to overhear me talking to Shirley, did you? Lots of bad news in your corner of the world. Mine, too, actually.
Zona Oh, how I wish I was only 50! I wonder if we ever truly appreciate the age we're at until it is past.
SacBarb Sorry your gout isn't cleared up. My son seems to have it in his wrist area. Isn't that weird. He refused to take prednisone for it because he's had that so often during his lifetime to treat his asthma that he now finds that he goes a little emotional and nuts on it.
Dianne That was a great blog and it sure hits home with me. Age has been on my mind a lot lately. Partly because of Custard and a real possibility that we may not have enough time left to really have the relationship we would like to have. There are several obstacles, including the economy, that will not be changing any time soon. Also, my mortality has been on my mind since my mother died and now my neighbor across the street (age 64) just passed away from pancreatic cancer and my grandkids other Nana (a couple of years older than me) passed away last weekend. It's getting scary. All we can do is enjoy each day as it comes. You are so blessed to be in reasonably good health and to have Mr.D there with you to stay home and cozy when the snow starts to fall.
Hello---thanks for all the comments today. I now feel like I'm pushing 70. :)
JL-- I feel a lot like u described too
Thanks again to all
J/L, I have been taking Indocin for my gout. Maybe your son can take that instead of prednisone. Also, my doc told me he has seen gout in ankles, knees and other joints, so I guess the wrist isn't that weird.
I'm watching the CMAs and Lionel Ritchie is on. He still looks and sounds good.
SacBarb Thanis for the info. My son's wrist is feeling a lot better just with ibuprofen but I will pass on the name of the NSAID you are taking.
J/L...
it is a rare smokey quartz Faberge bonbonniere made in 1900 in St. Petersburg. It is a scarab with a pharaohs face with eyes set with diamonds. The thumbpiece has a cabochon ruby and rose cut diamonds. The gold mount has leaf tips under translucent green enamel...
Its 1 7/8 inches long....and one of many Faberge pieces that will be auctioned at Sothebys in London November 30th.
I love it.
It has an auction estimate of 13 to 19k USD...
Michael I thought it was a scarab. The face is creepy, though.
thank you.
I got a flu shot today and my arm is aching.
J/L~ I think he looks creepy too~ :)~
kiss my buttocks....
I'd need a map.....it's ginormous~
Does your butt smell like old people?
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