Sunday, Sunday

I really don't have a thing to say today. I took this picture of my Black Market Pizza (Reuben) which I ate half of for supper. Jon took Miles to a family party today and so it was quiet around here. I read blogs and generally vegetated today. So instead of writing profound thoughts/bitching or Ranting I will just give you some "old" jokes.

Just before the funeral services, the undertaker came up to the very elderly widow and asked, "How old was your husband?" "98," she replied, "two years older than me."

 "So you're 96," the undertaker commented. She responded, "Hardly worth going home, isn't it? "  

Reporter interviewing a 104-year-old woman: "And what do you think is the best thing about being 104?" the reporter asked. She simply replied, "No peer pressure."  

The nice thing about being senile is you can hide your own Easter eggs.  

I've sure gotten old!  I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip replacement, New knees, fought prostate cancer and diabetes. I'm half blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine, Take 40 different medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts. Have bouts with dementia, have poor circulation; Can hardly feel my hands and feet anymore and can't remember if I'm 89 or 98. I've lost all my friends.  But, thank God, I still have my driver's license. 

 I feel like my body has gotten totally out of shape, so I got my doctor's permission to join a fitness club and start exercising. I decided to take an aerobics class for seniors. I bent, twisted, gyrated, jumped up and down, and perspired for an hour but,   By the time I got my leotards on, the class was over.  

My memory's not as sharp as it used to be. Also, my memory's not as sharp as it used to be. 

 Know how to prevent sagging? Just eat till the wrinkles fill in.  

It's scary when you start making the same noises as your coffee maker.  These days about half the stuff in my shopping cart says, " For fast relief."  

*  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.  

Now, I think you're supposed to share this with 5 or 6, maybe 10 others. Oh heck, give it to a bunch of your friends if you can remember who they are! 

Always Remember this: You don't stop laughing because you grow old, *You grow old because you stop laughing.*

Thanks for stopping by, ARTYAL.  Hugs. j