How Do you Like being Old?

Post 654 ~~~ Wednesday, 6th January, 2010.

Hi Everybody~~ I hope all is well with you wherever you may be.
I am fine, a little tired (as usual) but I have had a few jobs done and
I seem to be the go-getter of necessary tools etc. Yesterday was my
shopping day so all stocked up again. I made a large panful of Fried
Rice with vegies in it and lots of eggs, rice and minced steak.

I usually buy a red Capsicum (Bell Pepper) or a green or both, BUT
these days they sell them as Traffic lights on a tray, Red, yellow and
green. Do they do that elsewhere? I shop at Safeway, which is
Woolworths.

Tonight I will start with a joke my friend Linda sent me. Thanks Linda.

The Wongs.

Su Wong marries Lee Wong. The next year, the Wongs have a baby.
The nurse brings in a lovely, healthy, bouncy but definitely a Caucasian
WHITE baby boy.

"Congratulations," says the nurse to the new parents. "Well Mr Wong,
what will you and Mrs. Wong name the baby?"

The puzzled father looks at his new baby boy and says, "Well, two Wongs
don't make a white, so I think we name him . . . .

Are you ready for this?

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Sum Ting Wong.

I had a picture here, but it has gone, sorry.
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How do you like being old? Another from Linda. Thanks again.

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life,
my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly. As I've aged , I've
become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my
friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making
my bed, or for buying that silly cement gecko that I didn't need, but it
looks so avante garde on my patio. I am entitled to a treat, to be messy
and to be extravagant.

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they
understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read or play on the computer until 4 AM
and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes
of the 60s and 70s, and if I , at the same time, wish to weep over a lost
love. . . . . I will.

I will walk the beach in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body,
and will dive into the waves with abandon if I choose to, despite the
pitying glances from the jet set.

They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as
well forgotten. And I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not
break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when
somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car?

But broken hearts are what gives us strength and understanding and
compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never
know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray,
and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves
on my face.

So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair
could turn to silver.

As you get older. it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other
people think. I don't question myself anymore.
I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So to answer the question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the
person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I'm here,
I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying what
will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it.)

May our friendship never come apart, especially when it is straight from
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A good joke from my friend, Gina. Thank you Gina.

Three men - a Canadian farmer, Osama bin Laden and an Aussie are all
walking together one day.
They come across a lantern and a Genie pops out of it.
"I will give you each one wish," says the Genie.

The Canadian says, "I am a farmer and my son will also farm. I want
the land to remain fertile forever in Canada."

Poof!! With the blink of the Genie's eye, the land in Canada will be forever
fertile for farming.

Osama bin Laden was amazed, so he said, "I want a wall around Afganistan,
Palestine, Iraq and Iran so that no infidels, Americans and Canadians can
come ito our precious land."

POOF!! Again with the blink of the Genie;s eye, there was a huge wall
around those countries.

The Aussie says, "I am very curious about this wall."
The Genie explains, "Well it's about 5,000 feet high, 500 feet thick and
completely surrouds the countries. Nothing can get in or out; it's
virtually impenetrable."

The Aussie sits down, cracks a beer, lights a cigarette, smiles and says,

"Fill the b****r up.
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Next one was sent by Gina and also Sue and Bob. Thanks for this one.

The Village Cow.

The only cow in a small village in the Scottish Highlands stopped giving
milk. The village folk found they could buy a cow in Wales quite cheaply.

They brought the cow from Wales and it was wonderful, produced lots
of milk every day and everyone was happy.

They bought a bull to mate with the cow to get more cows, so they'd
never have to worry about their milk supply again.

They put the bull in the pasture with the cow but whenever the bull tried
to mount the cow, the cow would move away.

No matter what approach the bull tried, the cow would move away from
the bull and he was never able to do the deed.

The people were very upset ad decided to go to the Vet, who was very
wise, tell him what was happening and ask for his advice.

"Whenever the bull tries to mount our cow, she moves away. If he
approaches from the back, she moves forward. When he approaches
from the front, she backs off.

If he attempts from one side, she walks away to the other side."
The Vet rubbed his chin thoughtfully and ponders before asking,

"Did you by any chance, buy the cow in Wales?"

The villagers were dumb-fouded, since no-one had ever mentioned that
they had brought the cow from Wales.

"You are truly a very wise Vet," they said.
"How on earth did you know we got the cow from Wales ?"

The Vet replied, with a thoughtful and distant look in his eye,

"My wife is from Wales too."
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My Dear friend Karen sent me this oe as well as some tips to
survive 2010. Thank you Karen. I hope you are doing well.


THE SENILITY PRAYER :

Grant me the senility to forget the people
I never liked anyway,
The good fortune to run into the ones I do, and
The eyesight to tell the difference.


"You don't stop laughing because you grow old,
You grow old because you stop laughing!!!"

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I will close with a few quotes . . . .

I remind myself every morning: Nothing I say this day will
trach me anything. So if I am going to learn, I must do it
by listening. ~ ~ ~ Larry King.

An investment in knowledge always pays the best interest.
~ ~ ~ Benjamin Franklin.

Make it a rule of life never to regret and never look back.
Regret is an appalling waste of energy. You can't build on it,
it's only good for wallowing in. ~~~ Katherine Mansfield.


There are really only three types of people : those who make
thing happen, those who watch things happen, and those
who say, "What happened?" ~ ~ Ann Landers.


The most terrible poverty is loneliness and the feeling of
being unloved. ~ ~ ~ Mother Teresa.


People are unreasonable, illogical and self-centred. Love
them anyway. ~ ~ ~ Mother Teresa.
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Enough for tonight my friends. Enjoy your lives and have
a happy week and weekend. Mine is going to be a very hot
one. Take care and my love and best wishes to you all.
Cheers, Merle.

Post 654 ~ ~ ~ Wednesday, 6th January, 2010.
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