WOMEN AGES 50+ FOR DECEMBER 2016

Sherry – If you are still here … I did not mean to ‘insult’ you. I don’t know what you are going through, I was merely suggesting things to look at. There was NO way for any of us to know what you are truly going through. Please don’t leave this site because of things I have said. I already have some people on this site who have ‘suggested that I am mean-spirited’, which has also be hurtful. I had a member post a PM that I sent to her, on this site … now, which was truly ‘mean-spirited’ on her part. If I had wanted to say what I did to her ‘on this thread’ I would not have sent her a PM. I just felt like I had a point to make about something she posted here, that was ‘offensive’ to me, maybe not to anybody else. I still don’t get responses from some of the people who took her side on something I disagreed with. We are here for encouragement, and if making a suggestion is taken the wrong way, then there isn’t anything I can do to make you see it any differently than you do. I’m sorry. Apology given; but, I cannot make you accept it.

Lenora

No gym today but walked over 3 miles in the sun and clocked 17,792 steps up to now

Kate UK

Joyce I sure hope you have both turned a corner, you've had a very rough patch of late.

Heather I often wonder what the stress hormone (cortisol, i think) does for our ability to lose weight even when we keep within our calories. I also blame lack of weight loss to hating the cold weather, even though I know it is all about CICO and time.

NYKAREN

Precious grandkids in their cuddly jammies!

Sherry - I agree with Joyce. We enjoy your cheery posts about your new adventure. We're here to encourage you, too. I admire you for making lemonade out of the lemons you've been given. We will miss hearing from you if you leave us.

Rita - I am wondering about the pictures, too.

I am celebrating with those of you who are improving in health or having successes facing food challenges right now.
Big, big Santa Claus size hugs to those of you hurting right now.

Toni in Tennessee

Becca – You are right to call the DMV and give them the heads up; maybe they can come up with a letter to write her and tell her she needs to come by there so that she can go get a new license/tag for her car. If she does, and they determine that she should not be able to get her license renewed, then she will just need to find a different mode of transportation. At 90-something-ish … I hope I can be as ‘fiercely independent’ as possible. But, I also know that I probably won’t be driving then. Right now, DH won’t let me drive on the Interstate.

Surprisingly, however, he will allow me to drive on the divided highway between where I live and the next ‘city’ and that stretch of highway is known by the State of having the most speeders stopped on it. When I go to turn out onto the highway, I have to really look because it is in a sharp curve; but, the other 2 ways of getting out on the highway are just as bad, one at the crest of a hill, the other one, just a block away, which is still in the curve. When I plan on turning into the turn only lane, I have to watch the traffic on both sides and then look at the car on the other side of the highway to try to figure out if he is coming straight across or is turning either way. People don't always use their signals, and sometimes they are on, and it doesn't mean they are turning. All the way into town, there are subdivisions and it seems like the cars that are waiting to turn onto the highway, wait until the cars are getting closer to them, meaning that those in the right-most side of the road have to move over. Then, they do something even ‘more’ stupid, they turn into the passing lane (or left-most side of the road). That is just another ‘accident’ screaming to happen. Lord knows, I hate to have to get out when it is raining. Especially here so close to Christmas. I’ve got to go into town on Friday AM to have an MRI done, too! UGH! UGH! YIKES!!!!!!

I was 4 when we moved into the house I grew up in; and, the neighbor was a 90-something year old woman that I referred to as the ‘girl next door’. Her back and side yards were planted FULL of various kinds of daffodils; and, I had gone over there and she had walked me all around them through the stone paths and named every one of them. She and her husband had built the place (he was some sort of doctor); but, he was deceased. She showed me which ones that I could not pick; but, told me to feel free to pick as many as I could hold in one hand, every day they were blooming. So I did, and took them home to my Mother, who threw a ‘conniption fit’ because she had not known I had been told I could do so. So she marches me back over and was surprised when she answered the door. I gave her the flowers back and was crying because of the entire incident. She then told Mother that she had told me that I could pick certain ones every day if I wanted to. We went home; and a couple of hours later she brought over a pan of ‘clover-leaf yeast rolls’, which became a gesture she did about 3 or 4 times a week. She was happy to tell me stories; and, I think I was just really intrigued with her bedroom. She had it in what I would call a sunroom, lots of windows with just sheers over them and pulled aside; and an old metal bed; the wallpaper looked like Kraft paper, no designs or anything, just full of pictures top to bottom. She tell me about the people in them. One, I will never forget was of her only child, a son, who had gone to California to live, in San Francisco right before the BIG earthquake. They just had to assume that he had been killed because they never heard from him again. So I think she enjoyed having a child around. Then one day, she just was no longer there, I don’t remember how old I was when she passed away; but, I always referred to her as the ‘girl next door’.

I lean over to dry my hair as well; but, then I have to push it back out of my eyes and around my mouth, or else I would get toothpaste all in it.

I’d never thought to do that. I usually just band in time with my hand on the steering wheel. I cannot imagine NOT singing the car! LOL!


Re - Next Tuesday, my weigh-in day; will be the 3rd one in row after a Women’s Retreat, then Thanksgiving, and now Christmas … and so far, I have ‘lost’ a little each time. Surprised, surprised, actually floored! Actually, it was just enough to get back to where I was prior to going/celebrating them in the first place. One 2-week period, even though I had done everything I should have done ... I jumped up 5lbs.

I’m hoping that I can keep it on an even keel and not really mess up between now and then. We have no plans for Christmas in the way of a big meal. Maybe he can take me out somewhere (if there is anything opened). If not, I guess we will just be sitting here, dragging stuff out of the freezer. I need to go through it anyway and rearrange what we have in there already. I do know we have another container of chicken and sausage gumbo that our DYS made and brought to us. I sometimes forget to tag what I have put in there only to figure, ... mmmm, maybe this is this and not that. I could not tell if it was chili or gumbo ... but, thrilled to find out that it was not chicken broth instead. LOL!

Christmas is now not one of my favorite seasons, mainly because I lost my Mother on the 15th of the month, several years ago. I’ll never be able to listen to “Silent Night” without bursting into tears. Amazing Grace gets me every time I hear it. And “Just As I Am” is probably one of my least favorite hymns. Six verses to any song is about 3 too many; especially when it gets repeated 3x during a church revival. While I was basically coerced into ‘going down front’ as it is called in a lot of Southern Baptist Church, I had NO idea what it meant. I actually did not become a Christian until 2 days before my 60th birthday. When my DH and I married, he was a Catholic, but, just not a practicing one. I converted because I knew he would never go to a Baptist church (other than when he did to marry me) … so he went to classes with me. Funny, my Daddy had always said there were 3 (maybe 4) things that ‘no daughter of his would EVER do’ and one of them was to ‘marry a Catholic’. But, then we invited him to a Christmas Eve Midnight Mass and he really got into it. I thought he was going to talk the poor head priest’s ears off. He looked around the cathedral like a child seeing Christmas lights for the first time. He had read up on all of the major religions in a series of books he had; but, one of them went missing and was never found.

I think one of the reasons that my DH has refused to ‘totally’ retire is because his Granddaddy died within a year of retiring and it broke his heart not to be able to get up and go to work. My DH is always doing something … piddling. He would not be ‘right under my foot’ if there was anything he could do, just piddling! People are surprised when he tells them that he is 75; he certainly does not look it and certainly does not act it. But, he is slowing down and getting tired more often.

I know when my DBnL had a really major stroke back before Halloween (and he is younger than DH); I think he really started getting a bit more aware of his own mortality. When they came home from Louisiana, he was telling me that DYS came to the gate ‘with the pretense of needing to do something to the lock’ … said that when he went to shake his hand, he grabbed him in a bear hug; and, he almost ‘lost it’; but, tried not to shed tears in front of either of them. But, when he started telling me about it, he just burst the damn and let it flow. He really misses him and he knows that he won’t ever get to see him or have the relationship with him that he does with our DOS, because he works for him. He wondered how DYS felt each time we left from out there and what he had to go back into (a junky falling down piece o’$#*T trailer that was, at best, extremely depressing) … although it was on a lake and had a fabulous view! I told him, now he knows why I cry every time we leave from out there; because I am crying for all of us. I miss him, too; and, I only get to see him 2x a year, unless the surprise us like they did at Easter. But, DDnL#2’s ‘ex’ is a butt-O, to the highest degree, especially about visitation. He tried to take her daughter away from her when they were first divorced, and took her to court over some of the stupidest things; to the point that the Judge told them the next time they appeared in front of him, they better have a settlement agreement almost ironed out, or he (the 'ex') would rue the day he ever saw him. So she agreed to less money and he agreed not to try to take custody of her. But, he has to pay for everything that she does, dancing lessons, sports, cheerleading, and all the money for uniforms or costumes ... which can get on up there. Now they have this weird 2/3 3/2 day rotation which sort of screws up time she and DYS (her present DH) can make plans to do. They share holidays; splitting time in 1/2. She told me not long ago, that she thinks that it will all end up back court again, because now it is not working for either of them; but, she is waiting for him to make the first move. When the daughter bragged, not long ago, to her Daddy in front of DYS, her Mama, her step-mom, her grandparents (DDnL#2's parents) that they were looking for a house and/or land to build a house; the step-mom said, "Well, that'll suxs, it's going to be bad to only be able to see your Mama on every other weekend and maybe on Wednesdays!" ... as Tami said, 'you could hear a pin drop'. Will had to turn her around and walk away quickly. There is certainly a BIG Mama Grizzly Bear in that little 5'2" tiny woman. He basically put his arm around her shoulder and his hand over her mouth, telling her to 'calm down' ... that was NOT going to happen. I'm surprise that he Daddy did not jump right on in there. I bet if it had been HIM instead of her saying ... they would have had to pull him off of the 'ex'. Nobody's gonna mess with 'his' baby, for sure. I don't think that DYYGD knew what had been said or meant. I have to say she is my DYYGD; because she is not the 'youngest' of the 4 of them; and, I don't like the word 'step' anything.

I’m on SSD and my DH receives SSI (and I have a small retirement check; but, more than ½ of it goes for health insurance through a COBRA’d policy) … since it covers both me and DH … and he never had any since going out on his own into his painting business. IF they do away with SS … we’re screwed, for sure! I don’t think they will, not in the next 4 years at least. Maybe Trump will do some ‘figure crunching’ and figure out where the money that has been being paid into it has gone, and gets it put back in. For that reason, I think electing a 'businessman' might have been better than a 'career' politician. But, of course, that is IMHO only. Others probably disagree. Even my own sister and I don't discuss 'politics' or 'religion'. LOL!!! We’ll see; maybe that will be a good reason why we have a businessman in the position of POTUS after the 20th of January. I’m sure there will be a lot of things he won’t be able to ‘undo’ but, I also think that he will cut out a lot of government frivolous spending since it is making the spending so awfully high (rising higher and at a greater speed than the population counter).

I put things in single serving baggies myself, such as snacks … potato chips, and other things that would not be healthy if I grabbed the entire bag of them, ‘because you can’t just eat one’. I like pickled okra and other things like that. Sometimes I will buy a bunch of bananas; and since I like the ‘on the green side’ I put them into the fridge. The skins will turn black; but the inside remains firms a lot longer. I don’t even leave them out overnight because one thing I cannot stand is a mushy banana or a mushy apple. I like the Grannie Smith apples because they are ‘crisp and tart’.

Lenora

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Cindy from Ottawa: Welcome to a great group of supportive women. Stop by often to post and share the conversation. :flowerforyou:

kevrit wrote: »

Just saying hi!

The Doctor Who Angels are not a happy type of hello... ((Hugs!))

I hope you are doing all right, Hon.

Re in TX

drkatiebug wrote: »

I thought the pictures from Rita were because she was feeling sassy and trying to make us smile. Am I right, Rita?

You are correct Drkatiebug! Just in a weird mood.

Is this better?


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