WOMEN AGES 50+ FOR MAY 2019

Katla49 wrote: »

Lanette: I just put myself to the test and I was able to get up from the floor without using my hands to help. I sat cross-legged and was able to roll up to my knees and then stand up, hands free. I usually do the hands and knees first, but this discussion motivated me to try. I agree that being born is a 100% predictor of death at some time or another.
Katla in Beautiful NW Oregon

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trucker743 wrote: »

Rebecca, the City of Langley owns the cemetery. They can get you to the right department. I think there is even something on their web site about it.

By the way, I love the little Footsie flowers. I think I’ll call them “toe-lips”.

Ginny! Wow! That sounds like a lovely way to get a lot of exercise. Gardening ranks up there with housework on calories burned. Do you log your exercise as well as your food?

I’m glad you received the news of how many the donation of your husband’s body helped. Folks, check that spot on your drivers license renewal application to be a donor. They will take as much or as little as you prefer.

Katla and Barbie AHMOD, Metracal worked great for me. One swallow and I’d throw up. Something about the taste. I’m the same way with buttermilk, although I love regular and Greek yogurt, cottage cheese, sour cream and almost any cheese. My late husband couldn’t see why. “They’re all rotten milk in one way or another!” Really helped me get over nausea from trying to see if I’d grown to like buttermilk yet. Periodically I try foods I hadn’t cared for before just to see. After all, I used to loathe green olives and jalapeños too.

kJ (Kelly), i didn’t know whether to hit “like” or “inspiring” or “insightful” for your post. Too bad they don’t have a laughing face one. I’m reminded of trying to introduce my (later) husband to my water bed. Hilarity ensued, but not much else. I sleep alone nowadays, alas, but I do love my memory foam mattress. I don’t know if my fibromyalgia or my arthritis loves it more. I fall asleep too quickly to figure it out!

Lisa in AR, my introduction to stretch marks was when I began to develop breasts. I was in a C Cup by the time I was 12, and at the time I was only minimally overweight, if that. I expanded to an overflowing DD and I I finally had reduction surgery in 1983. I’ve been a happy C copper ever since. I hated the fact that my bosom entered a classroom on time when the rest of me was late.

Heather in UK, you and your husband sound like you’re delightfully attuned to one another.

Angelique, i hope you feel included whether I mention you by name or not. I often go off on a tangent when replying to someone, and what I say is meant for everyone who can take some joy, insight, or laughter from it.

I have had a zero energy day today. I had a great time yesterday at my first ever Bunco game and Cinco de Mayo potluck at a friend’s house. I had to park up the street a ways. There were 20 of us and the area isn’t known for lots of parking spaces. I tried a little of almost everything, including some lovely flan for dessert, but kept my portions very small, and brought my own fruit flavored water, since I don’t drink anyway. It was great fun, and I made nodding acquaintances with a fun bunch of women.

I am truly lonely since my “running buddy”, as in “running around” died suddenly a year after my husband. She was a child of an alcoholic mother, and had spent a good part of her life involved with alcohol and drugs, but when she grew older, she left that life and was happily married until her husband died suddenly the same year mine did. Kat never developed the normal filters that tell you what’s normal to talk about with others. I was with her on one VERY memorable occasion when she overheard someone talking about what had ailed her husband while at a pancake house. She began a conversation with them, and all went fine until she mentioned that one of the side effects for him was erectile dysfunction. Conversation halted abruptly. I was able to telegraph to her “TMI, Kat!”

She was unforgettable and a load of fun. Most days she’d call me or I’d call her and ask “Yoy want some coffee?” An hour or so if talk and laughter and good coffee and I’d be set for the day. Good women friends are a necessity to me. Thank you for being my friends.

Sharon Near Seattle