1-24-10...MY FASHION SHOW
I got up at 5:30 this morning. I woke and couldn't go back to sleep so just got up and turned my coffee on. I thought , well I have plenty of time to get ready for Church so I can just relax with my coffee for a while. I was feeling good about this since I usually can't seem to get myself ready any more without scurrying around like a lost goose.
Before I knew it I had dwaddled around till I was going to have to hurry to get there on time. Now let me tell you my hurrying days are long gone. They left town around the age of 50. I couldn't see how in the world I had messed around from 5:30 AM till almost 8AM.
Well now I needed to get in high gear but I stripped that one about the time my hurrying days went south. I've only got low gear now and it needs fluid to go.
I started trying to get myself dressed. I always lay out my clothes when I'm going somewhere like that so I wont have to look for things. I had a brown velveteen skirt, beige sweater, and my brown brushed leather boots, slip, bra, the works laid out there in sequence to how I would put them on. I put runners in my last pair of good hose but that didn't matter, the skirt is long and they wont show. So far so good. Next came my slip then the skirt. Well in the first place that dang thing seemed to have shrunk a size. Good Grief! No problem I'll just zip it up and not button it at the top. I stepped in to it and pulled it up to my waist and proceeded to zip it up. Half way to the top it stuck and wouldn't go down or up. I got my pliers and forced that sucker on up. I turned to get my blouse and looked down at my belly hanging out of that skirt. Well good grief! That durn zipper is stripped out just like my brain is. I started to pull it down and the zipper catch was hung at the top. It was tight and there was no way I was gonna get that skirt down over my hips and belly. I got my scissors and proceeded to cut the blasted thing loose. Never seen such thick material in my life. I finally got myself chopped out of that thing and noticed that I had cut through the skirt and the slip. Good Gravy no wonder it was so hard to cut. I finally got out of that thing and started digging around for another skirt. I pulled out a red and black plaid skirt and put it on with no problem. I got my black boots to sub for the brown ones which I didn't think would match the skirt I had on. I put my blouse and my boots on and had to grab my things and run to the car.
By Golly I got there with 10 minutes to spare and there I was in my red & black skirt, brown patterned blouse and brown boots. No wait a minute, my brown boot and my black boot. I stood in the middle of the floor in the foyer and did a fashion show for a bunch of people. I strutted my stuff by golly. Turned around twice so they could get the full effect. They all burst out laughing and I was giggling till tears were running . Heck I wasn't gonna wait till somebody noticed my attire and thought I was just an old senile woman who didn't know the difference. Nope! I told my story and everyone got a laugh. Even a two year old little boy that had no idea what he was laughing about. They all know me well and one girl asked me if I really didn't know how I was dressed. Heck no Honey I really didn't. NOPE
Monday, January 25, 2010
SENIOR CITIZEN
1-23-10...SENIORS'?
You can call me a senior citizen if you'd like. I'll even be glad to take all your senior discounts and anything else that comes with the honor. But honey just remember, I aint so old that I can't spot a phoney or someone trying to take advantage of me. You aint' a gonna rip this senior off. GOT IT??
Why in the world do these young people think we seniors are a bunch of dummies sitting around drooling and clacking our teeth? We've been there done that and passed it all by. Experience has taught us a thing or two and we've seen more than you may ever see because the world is fast changing. Everyone is becoming like a robot that some big person up in a high rise somewhere has the control. We seniors had to rely on our own good sense, brawn, and grit to get by. We didn't have internet, cell phones or even any phone to make big deals. In fact we used the sweat of our brow and the strength of our backs to get us by. We didn't ask for bail out money. If we made our bed we laid in the cotton picking thing till we could get ourselves out of it.
If it aint broke don't fix it, if it sounds too good to be true, It Is! We learned all this from experience. Why do people think only seniors are gullible to get rich schemes and greedy crooks with their hand out and their pinchers clicking. Honey it is the younger generation who are losing their shirts to these things. They invest in everything that comes along and lose because they are greedy. Guess who they run to for help and advice when they've lost their pants. Yep you got it, They come running to us doddering old fools who are sitting here with our mouth's open and our chairs rocking. Now who is the smart one I ask? If we don't give freely they try to take it by any means at their disposal.
Oh how I wish that the young generation of today had had the chance to experience life where you never locked your doors, your money was in your pocket, and a handshake was a binding contract for any kind of transaction.
We are still in there folks. No one took our brains and locked them away somewhere just because our backs are bent, we can't see as well, can't hear as well, and can't always walk a mile on a treadmill. We walked our miles down dirt roads and through woods a long time ago and that slow pace was more adept to learning how to live.
So don't look at this ol' gal with greed in your heart you just might get grit in your eyes. YEP!!
You can call me a senior citizen if you'd like. I'll even be glad to take all your senior discounts and anything else that comes with the honor. But honey just remember, I aint so old that I can't spot a phoney or someone trying to take advantage of me. You aint' a gonna rip this senior off. GOT IT??
Why in the world do these young people think we seniors are a bunch of dummies sitting around drooling and clacking our teeth? We've been there done that and passed it all by. Experience has taught us a thing or two and we've seen more than you may ever see because the world is fast changing. Everyone is becoming like a robot that some big person up in a high rise somewhere has the control. We seniors had to rely on our own good sense, brawn, and grit to get by. We didn't have internet, cell phones or even any phone to make big deals. In fact we used the sweat of our brow and the strength of our backs to get us by. We didn't ask for bail out money. If we made our bed we laid in the cotton picking thing till we could get ourselves out of it.
If it aint broke don't fix it, if it sounds too good to be true, It Is! We learned all this from experience. Why do people think only seniors are gullible to get rich schemes and greedy crooks with their hand out and their pinchers clicking. Honey it is the younger generation who are losing their shirts to these things. They invest in everything that comes along and lose because they are greedy. Guess who they run to for help and advice when they've lost their pants. Yep you got it, They come running to us doddering old fools who are sitting here with our mouth's open and our chairs rocking. Now who is the smart one I ask? If we don't give freely they try to take it by any means at their disposal.
Oh how I wish that the young generation of today had had the chance to experience life where you never locked your doors, your money was in your pocket, and a handshake was a binding contract for any kind of transaction.
We are still in there folks. No one took our brains and locked them away somewhere just because our backs are bent, we can't see as well, can't hear as well, and can't always walk a mile on a treadmill. We walked our miles down dirt roads and through woods a long time ago and that slow pace was more adept to learning how to live.
So don't look at this ol' gal with greed in your heart you just might get grit in your eyes. YEP!!
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