I almost typed "for my mouth" instead of "for my taste buds", but I think that would only take a few seconds to get inappropriate...
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Ha! Good call!I almost typed "for my mouth" instead of "for my taste buds", but I think that would only take a few seconds to get inappropriate...
Ha! Good call!
Invoke is correct.Trying not to invoke the wrath of mods!
(Is "invoke" correct or should it be "evoke"? I get those mixed up.)
Invoke is correct.
Well, since it was only two years ago, I assume that counts for "later years" ...I flew on an airplane for the first time.
...went to Nursing school at 42.....
I went to nursing school at 35.
...why thank ya!....most "material" doesn't faze me....but I will confess "spew" is my kryptonite....I can deal with it, but it makes my gorge rise....I have not done this yet - should I wait until I am 60?
(not sure if I could handle the blood and guts and well... you know - all those other bodily fluids!
(but I do respect you guys very much - a big thank you!~) - the nurses on Andy's ward were excellent - both female and male.
Sitting and listening to older folks.
Hated it when I was a kid, didn't see the merit, was very boring.
Then when I turned forty, I found myself seeking out uncles and aunts and family friends who were in their sixties & seventies and just listening to them share stories and laugh. This was something that I really didn't do until recent years.
Internet has nothing on Eldernet for things that'll prepare you for life.
Some played musical instruments or learned the fashionable dances . . . and those who were less artistically inclined could at least stand up and recite.
It is a difficult thing to do, I think - to stand up and be heard. I admire your Uncle Fred - good for him.When my grandfather died at the perfectly reasonable age of 83, his older brother -- the last of his generation -- stood up at the memorial and recited a poem: The Cremation of Sam McGee, if you know it. It's a funny poem about aspiration and relative comfort and a whole bunch of other stuff, but that's not why I remember it.
It was the actual act of standing up and reciting which struck me. I was 28 years old when this happened, and could remember public speaking from school, but it took me a while to understand what Uncle Fred was doing. You see, that was the way they entertained each other when he was a kid. I grew up on television -- for good or bad -- and my father's generation would have been more comfortable with radio, but his father's generation were taught to entertain each other. Some played musical instruments or learned the fashionable dances . . . and those who were less artistically inclined could at least stand up and recite.
I wonder now, thinking back on that, how many of my contemporaries in that room understood exactly what was happening, but I have always treasured that moment. I didn't know Uncle Fred very well, but he gave me a valuable gift that day.
Hi!
I was just wondering if there were something you may have waited to do until you got older.
Or maybe it was something you pushed yourself to do that you were afraid to do when you were younger.
Maybe you didn't get the opportunity to do the something when you were young.
If you're still young, you'll just have to read our elderly posts.
Sitting and listening to older folks.
Hated it when I was a kid, didn't see the merit, was very boring.
Then when I turned forty, I found myself seeking out uncles and aunts and family friends who were in their sixties & seventies, just listening to them share stories and laugh. This was something that I really didn't do until recent years.
Internet has nothing on Eldernet for things that'll prepare you for life.
Yee-haw!I didn't really 'wait' to do it but last night I went to my first Rodeo ever. It was great! So exciting, I don't know why I've never gone before. Kinda late for a forty something gal who's always lived in the West.