I forget lots of things...too many senior moments, and a current concussion. I'm having a lot of trouble typing since that. Slowly doing better!Oh, I have a habit at looking at people's profiles, so I knew that. Yes, I'm very nosy, I admit it!
Forgot that you said 30 years, though. (Note: I also am a product of the "ditto paper" generation - in reference to this thread's early posts, although none of you will remember either!)
I forget lots of things...too many senior moments, and a current concussion. I'm having a lot of trouble typing since that. Slowly doing better!
Aww, so sorry. My mom had both boys put down, Mischief, our big tuxedo, when I was 8, and Moxie, our big tabby, when I was 12. She also had a tabby that died at home when I was a baby. He had a seizure and fell and hit his head.I can imagine. One of our kitties passed away this year
You should celebrate. One less person you have to drive around. Or get calls from saying that he needs a ride someplace.Son #2 just bought a 91 - third gen Pontiac Trans Am, 5.7 litre, 8-cylinder - exactly TWO DAYS after getting his licence.
On the plus side, I've never prayed so much in my life.
Automatic feeder. Gotta love it. Belle wakes me up at around 6 am to be let out of my room (and not by walking across me either; I have bells hanging from my door that she's trained to ring to be let out). Then she leaves, and after she eats, either someone lets her back in or she meows at the door and I let her back in. At least I only have to half wake up, let her out, and let her back in.Yikes, 4am??? I get upset when our cats wake up me up at 7am!!
I can imagine. One of our kitties passed away this year
My aunt used to say the best part of grandkids was she could take them, have fun with them, and give them back.Grandkids will be one of the best times of your life. They compensate for getting older!
Aww, you're making me blush.Another reason to love StarWarsGirl95.
Thanks , I'm very tough...as well as Mom and aunts, the oldest lasted until she was 100. But, they all had Alzheimer's....I don't want to go that road, I swear I'm not using a seat belt or will go to Holland. We had an exchange student next door...she spent more time with us...we had a pool table in our dining room, ha! Seriously ,my brother went early , heart disease, I had an small heart attack when we first moved to the high altitude. But, now I'm strong as an ox. Or a native American, as grandma was.I also blame my forgetfulness on "mommy brain" - I swear that child sucked out a bunch of those cells when she was born!!
Ouch about the concussion - those are never any fun. I'm glad you're getting better, though!
I'm so glad for you, she sounds like a gem. My dogs lived until 14 and 16, still to early for me.
That's a lot of work. I got tired of that, took out all sod, and put in rocks. We normally live in a high desert. Not so much this year?Well, at least I got our crapemyrtles trimmed and the front side yard mowed before the clouds rolled in, and the bottom dropped out...
You are the best, took care of my poor posts, at the beginning. I thought I was in a debating forum. I knew so little then. Everyone, has been so helpful, a special thanks to you, for setting me straight on the " other" threads. Notice I learned each is a thread , not a blog as I so ignorantly called it.Aww, you're making me blush.
What is a "ditto paper" generation? I've never heard of that.Oh, I have a habit at looking at people's profiles, so I knew that. Yes, I'm very nosy, I admit it!
Forgot that you said 30 years, though. (Note: I also am a product of the "ditto paper" generation - in reference to this thread's early posts, although none of you will remember either!
Rain , rain go away.Well, at least I got our crapemyrtles trimmed and the front side yard mowed before the clouds rolled in, and the bottom dropped out...
You are the best, took care of my poor posts, at the beginning. I thought I was in a debating forum. I knew so little then. Everyone, has been so helpful, a special thanks to you, for setting me straight on the " other" threads. Notice I learned each is a thread , not a blog as I so ignorantly called it.
is always best in that situation. Eventually, some will not listen to reason, and ya just gotta walk away.
I think you'd be an awesome grampa.
I remember we had mimeograph machines in grade school. The teacher would hand out tests or worksheets printed on mimeograph paper and before you read one word you would sniff the paper lol. ahhhh the good ol' days
So that explains my diminished brain cells!
I have to say that the above statement goes a long way to explaining a lot of how a number of us are today. What was the question again?
Yes, but I take some comfort in finally finding out the reason for my dementia.
