Friday is here at last so it is time to have some fun. Before I have too much fun I would like to wish all the fathers out there a happy fathers day.
This post is about my daughter not about my father. Sarah is a brainy 20 something Ph.D candidate with a smart mouth. I get how she got to be a 20 something but I don’t understand the mouth.
She teases me and is just plain bad. I would never tease her because she is smarter than I am. Yesterday she told me that I am in denial, funny I thought I was in St. Paul. We are talking about two different rivers.
We live on a a river bluff. The only direction I can walk from my home with out walking up or down a river bluff is West. West just isn’t any fun, the dog doesn’t like it either. So I either go down to the River or climb the stairs and walk along Summit avenue. Yesterday I may have over done it a bit and I can feel it in my back and in my legs. I was informed by the 20 something with the fresh mouth that I am not as young as I used to be. Ha!
She says I am getting old. I don’t want to dampen her youthful enthusiasm too much but I was once her age and one day she will be my age, if she is lucky. She says I am in denial, as I insist that climbing a river bluff isn’t a strenuous enough work out to cause pain and stiffness. She lies. She is just making it up. It can’t be so. I have never been old before, it can’t be happening now.
Why do we have children?
It is all a matter of perspective, there are people who are a few decades older than I am who are doing just fine.
Have a great weekend. Stay young, buy real estate
Thanks for the smile T
Herb – it would be funnier to me if my legs and back did not hurt so much. 🙂
Jennifer – like the song says I’ll die before I get old. 🙂
Spider guy back to your blog.
Ah T, thanks for the Friday fun!
I love it when my daughters say, “she was this old lady, I mean, older, I mean, uh, she was, you know, around your age. Not that I’m saying your older or anything!”
🙂
But we’re only as old as we feel, right?
Age and guile trump youth and beauty every time. Thanks for the smile! Happy Father’s Day, all!
T – I too am feeling the pain of exercise. I go to a 6am boot camp style exercise class – this morning, one of the gals turned 25, so in her honor, we added 25 pushups to the END of our workout. Thank goodness it wasn’t MY birthday! 🙂 OUCH>>>
What about those of us with youth and guile? P.s. smart mouthed apples don’t fall far from the smart mouthed tree.