“There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
A late start for me today as I slept in until quite late. The rain continues. It started early yesterday and hasn’t stopped since. Gracie has yet to go outside. She detests the rain though I did notice she now goes under the deck near the stairs to do her business when I force her out. Animals are ingenious.
No birds are at the feeders. They too must be hunkered down somewhere away from the rain. The other day the birds swooped in non-stop at all three feeders. I just added a new suet feeder, but I can’t see it from here so I’ll move it after the rain stops. The feeder holds two bars of suet but it is a bit strange as the bird has to be upside down. I was assured by the man at the store that the birds don’t mind.
I never stop to think that I am in my 60’s. That has so little meaning to me. In my mind, I still think of myself as young. I know some of you will argue that 64 is still young, and I agree, but I remember thinking how old my parents were when they were in their 60’s. My dad passed away at 66, and I’m still a bit angry at all the time we missed together. 66 is far too young. I was reminded of that when I read that Davy Jones was 66 when he died yesterday. I figure he should have had at least another 15 or 20 years.
I am definitely far slower than I used to be, and my knees hurt. My mind has selective memory lapses. The other night I couldn’t remember the name of the star of The Closer and my friend Clare couldn’t either. We had to look up Kyra Sedgwick on the computer. When my sister told me my niece and her husband had decided on Declan for their baby’s name, a baby due in a few months, I told her right away that Declan was Elvis Costello’s real name. Why in the heck did I remember that and not Kyra?
When I wake up in the morning, I sometimes have to stretch to get all my parts working in sync, but I figure that’s okay. The joy of living far outweighs the aches and pains of getting older.
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March 1, 2012 at 1:20 pm
Still very beautiful weather here even if they do start grey and dull. I have lots of birds by the feeders but only house sparrows and tree sparrows. All the rest seem to prefer my neighbors feeders 🙂
My mind has those selective memory losses as well 🙂 I can remember everything about a person, their whole life story but not their names 🙂 🙂 🙂 Or when walking in to the kitchen and not remember why I went there 🙂 🙂 🙂 The rest of my body is older than me 🙂 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
March 1, 2012 at 9:30 pm
Christer,
It is almost 9:30 and the rain continues for a second day.
I hate getting to the kitchen and wondering why I was there in the first place. I figure we need to start putting stickies on us so we’ll not have to remember!
March 1, 2012 at 2:38 pm
Hi Kat,
It does astonish me sometimes when I remember that I am in my 60’s.
Having memory lapses seems to be much worse when two of you can’t remember something together. One hopes the lacunae are not so bad that two heads together can’t come up with something resembling a functioning brain. A friend and I once blocked on Alan Greenspan’s name. We had Alan. We had Green. We even had the s. It would not come. Hours later my friend yelled out “Alan Greenspan” in the middle of a conversation that was completely unrelated. We laughed a long time. Now when we can’t remember the word for something we substitute Alan Greenspan.
Snow up here though sometimes it is snain. The temperature is hanging right around freezing so it’s kind of slushy and wet. Stay dry and enjoy the day.
March 1, 2012 at 9:31 pm
Hi Caryn,
You’re right about two of us having the same memory lapse. Maybe it’s really a contagion! I’m laughing at your use of Alan Greenspan!
It stayed rain all day though tnoght there was a bit of sleet as we headed home from trivia.
March 1, 2012 at 3:47 pm
Old age for humans couldn’t have been a worse design. I’m with Woody Allen who says we should rise from the grave and lose years as we grow younger. I’ve given up doing the gutters; working on my own car; and cleaning windows. All chores that break my back and put me on oxycodone for a few days. I’m learning the hard way.
March 1, 2012 at 9:34 pm
Z&Me,
I have someone who comes every two weeks to clean my house, a man who does my lawn and another who plows and shovels in the winter and then comes every spring to open up my yard and every fall to close it down. I have had house cleaners for years as I didn’t want to spend any of my two free days cleaning after working all week. I am more than happy to pay for work. Life is too short to be stuck doing drudgery!
March 1, 2012 at 9:49 pm
I consider old age to be ten years more than I am now. I keep getting offers in the mail asking me to buy Medicaid part B insurance. I don’t even open the envelopes before throwing them into the trash since I can’t retire from my job until I am at least 70 and give up my employer paid health insurance.
Being 65 in the 1960s was considered old. The average lifespan for men was only 65 and for woman it was 70 back then. Our parents and grandparents grew up without any antibiotics or vaccinations except for small pos. Any kind of cancer in those days was a virtual death sentence as there was no chemotherapy. There were no bypass surgery, clot buster drugs, organ transplants or artificial knees or hips. How did our parents get by in their golden years without Viagra or boob jobs?
You and I can expect to live well into our seventies depending how badly we abused our bodies in our youth. Who knows what scientific medical advances may prolong our lives well into our nineties.
Today the temperature went into the low 80s under partly cloudy skies. I hope we are not in for another dry scorcher summer like we had last year.
March 1, 2012 at 11:08 pm
Bob,
I still have Blue Criss but am eligible for medicare next year. Some of my friends already have it so I’ll talk to them abiout what I should do.
You are so right about our parents not getting vaccinations or antibiotics. So many people died with illnesses which are considered easy to cure now. Each year comes a breakthrough in different diseases.
My mother died at 78 of cancer. Her sister just passed away and she was 86. I am much younger at this age of 64 than my parents were. They were of the generation which didn’t have physicals or see doctors just for a check-up. I do all of that.
It was in the high 30’s here today so we had rain while Boston had snow. I’m happy with that!
March 2, 2012 at 9:41 am
” The joy of living far outweighs the aches and pains of getting older.” Always such a pleasure to read you Kat!!!!!
March 2, 2012 at 1:37 pm
Thanks, splendid
I hope all is well with you. I know you get busy but I want you to know I always love it when you visit!