60 is the New 40
While visiting my in-laws I had the pleasure of meeting several of their friends. One evening George's mom was expressing how sorry she was that I would not have the opportunity to meet this one lady, that she and her husband were quite fond of.
My mother-in-law described this lady as a delightful younger lady -- middle aged to be specific. Anyway, after a few minutes of telling me more about her friend, George's mom paused briefly and said "well I guess she must be 60 years old. Funny I've always thought of her as middle aged".
There you have it. Sixty is the new forty. That oughta brighten somebody's day.
no! no! It doesn't make me feel good.
I'm only 48 & I'm one of those you hear have one foot in the grave (But Wait) I have both feet , legs & half my body in there, all you see sticking out is 2 pathetic hands and part of my arms , clinging to what dirt I can grasp trying to hang on to what lifeI can. ; 0)
well really all I wanted to say was hello, I really like your blog and plan to stick around for another 20 minutes at least to read some more.
thanks for sharing your posts.
Have a great week-end & God Bless
Hugs
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