This weekend we had a guest at Rancho Reeves, the sobriquet with which we've christened our hill country hideout. He was telling us about an upcoming trip to Florida he and his wife have planned for next week. He said they planned to stop at a restaurant that was so good the wait line always takes an hour or more regardless of the time of day or night you arrive there.
Privately, I thought that there's no restaurant I can think of for which I will willingly stand in line more than 15 minutes, much less an hour or more.
When I came home, I found these jokes about old codgers in my Inbox. Hmmm. According to the joke, I'm old since I won't stand in line to dine. And I always thought I was just too hungry to waste time in a line.
For your Monday Musing pleasure, Getting Older.
1. (Made me laugh.) An older gentleman was on the operating table awaiting surgery and he insisted that his son, a renowned surgeon, perform the operation. As he was about to get the anesthesia, he asked to speak to his son.
"Yes, Dad, what is it? "
"Don't be nervous, son. Do your best and just remember, if it doesn't go well, if something happens to me, your mother is going to come and live with you and your wife."
2. (I've never lied about my age, but my mom always did.) Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.
3. (Ah, yes. This is true for me. Life is too short to waste it in queue.) The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.
4. (Not only were they unpaved, they were filled with potholes and an occasional sinkhole.) Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me! I want people to know "why" I look this way. I' ve traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.
5. (Shudder. Also geometry, physics, chemistry, calculus, etc. See a trend?) Doesn't about When you are dissatisfied and would like to go back to youth, think of Algebra..
6. (What complete and utter crap!) One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young.
7. (Why can't I be beautiful and comfortable?) Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.
9. (Always could remember names better than faces which I chalk up to poor vision. Still that way.) First you forget names, then you forget faces. Then you forget to pull up your zipper. It's worse when you forget to pull it down.
Aging isn't for sissies. Bette Davis said that or words to that effect. I forget. Must be an aging memory problem.