Father Time is not always a hard parent, and, though he tarries for none of his children, often lays his hand lightly upon those who have used him well; making them old men and women inexorably enough, but leaving their hearts and spirits young and in full vigour. With such people the grey head is but the impression of the old fellow's hand in giving them his blessing, and every wrinkle but a notch in the quiet calendar of a well-spent life.
Good morning friends and family. We are in for a warm but wet day today. I'm off to Weight Watchers this morning. Kind of nervous about getting on that scale. Because of being sick, I just didn't get my walking in this week. Didn't even do much in the house because I felt so miserable.
And I am just the opposite of everyone else when I am sick. I EAT. In fact, I cannot stop eating. My tummy becomes a bottomless pit.
Yes, I did eat a lot more of everything, but one thing that helped cure my cold was a whole bag of mandarins that I finished off in three days. Lots of vitamin C. So now I am anxious about the damage I may have done. Oh well, all one can do is get back up on that horse and start again. Not going to beat myself up. That doesn't do any good. I'll just go to the meeting and talk about it.
Yesterday I went to Spanish class. I dare say I might finally be getting it. Yay!!!! They say it's so much harder to learn a new language when you get older. So true. Did I tell you? I turned 69 on the 23rd. Can't believe it. When I was young 70 sounded so far away. No it is right around the corner. And I am not going to lie. Although I now embrace my age and no longer lie about my year of birth, there are still times when I sit back and mourn my youth of yesterday. There are times I want it back. But those times don't last. And throughout my years I've always appeared younger than I really was. Here's two recent pics.
Have a good one.