Forget the insanities of the world - our own government, terrorism,the environment. There's enough going on out there to make everyone angry all the time. But there are things happening to us as Women Of A Certain Age, unnoticed by the world at large, that are so profoundly stunning to us, locked in our bodies as we are, that make us want to scream loud and long.
And. Never. Stop.
The little stuff, taken one by one, doesn't mean much. But then you start to detect a pattern...
My dentist was always quick to jump on all the newest ideas in dentistry. I have had teeth bonded to get the perfect color match and line. But he no longer suggests any cosmetic dentistry extras, and shrugs it off absentmindedly when I point out areas that could use improvement...as if my time for Keeping Up Appearances is past, and there's no need to waste his time and materials on my aging ivories.
I have a friend in her early 50's who is divorced. She's tiny, cute, smart, funny, and in great shape. She decided to try Speed Dating, where you meet a lot of possibles in one night by spending just a few minutes with each one. A little chaotic, but fun for adventurous types. She was shocked, angry, and more than a little stung to find out that the age limit for these evenings of frivolity is 55.
What, at 55 they have Speed Shuffleboard?
Our bodies are betraying us. Whether we took the best care or no care at all, time is doing things to our casings that no one ever prepared us for. That's because of The Things That No Woman Discusses. I've read The Magazines since I was able to turn the pages, and I know all the hints and tricks, whether I choose to use them or not. And there are things that happen to a woman as she ages that are Not In Any Book. They involve...well, I'm not even going to go there.
Okay, here's one: Both your nose and your ears continue to grow. Forever. Other parts of our bodies are also making macabre and horrific changes. But that's as much as I'm willing to commit to type.
Anyway, it's all so unkind and inevitable. And yes, it makes us angry.
I would like for this to be a place where we can share the things that happen to us that make us angry as we age. When you find yourself enraged at the insensitivity of the world or the relentlessness of the clock, write a Comment (just double click on the word below) that I can share with others who are trudging the same path. We feel better when we know we're not alone.
SHARING VENTS OUR RAGE, EASES OUR PAIN AND GIVES US STRENGTH!
And, you know, when girls get together,there's generally a laugh or two in the process!
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41 comments:
As a 30 year old, I can only imagine what is yet to come. But does it help that (10 months later)I am still in absolute shock and horror from what pregnancy did to my body? And again - a lot more of the stuff that nobody warns you about in advance. And this is way past the weight gain.
My friend, I read your entire blog and you certainly have a way with words. Book in the making???
I am afraid that our society does not value those of us over the age of fifty. Remember, we live in a age-obsessed society. We must lie about our age, go for botox injections, purge ourselves after dinner. Stay fit or turn invisible.
What I wanted to say is this... We must move on and try and let go of all the negative feelings associated with our past experiences. Nothing is perfect and if you believe in a higher power, please know that He has a plan and will direct you if you seek spiritual guidance. One thing that I have really valued in my life as I get older, is that I live in a faith-based comminity and I have friends who are my sounding board. No, I am not some right-wing Christian freak ...just a person who gives in to God sometimes. My motto today is..."Let go, let God." If you seek spiritual comfort, why not join a church? You'd be surprised how your outlook on life might change for the better.
I too have noticed that somehow, sometime my body disappeared to be replaced with that of a much older woman, I did not allow that, someone stole it when I was sleeping. I still work incredibly phisically hard but 20 extra kls has appeared from nowhere and refuses to budge leaving tired and breathlees frequently.
They say that 50 is the new 30 but I dont know what that means- I still get occasional suggestions from young men but I know its only because they want their right of passage experience with an older woman - not because they like me or find me attractive Blah....like anyone with half a brain would subject themselves to that humiliation - being the laughing stock of the young generation.Men my own age more often than not want a carer or someone who will potentially be one for their own aging encasement.
The upside is, I truly dont sweat a lot of the petty crap any more - I can focus on important issues, remain calm and MAKE things happen.
There are good sides to Maturity but someone really should do some preparing for the bad body bits.
I am a bewildered 62 year old women. If you think 50 is a shock just try not to think ahead. I still have my parts, but everything is 3 or 4 inches lower. A couple of years ago, an old friend, noting a weight loss, said, "You just don't have a butt." I'm thinking, "Yeah, I have one. You're just looking too high up!"
As if I didn't have enough issues, last year I divorced my husband after 39 years. My daughter freaked out tht her family was no longer intact and went into therapy. And she was 35! What? Staying in an unhappy marriage for her and her brother all those years was not enough?
And then there's my back. Arrgh!! Doctors can re-attach limbs and transplant everything from a kidney to a face, but not a one of them can stop my back from hurting. Couldn't control my hot flashes and night sweats, either.
I'm just sayin'.
Well I just turned fifty, and my motto is "fifty means never having to say you're sorry." I guess I'm weird, but I kinda like it!
It helps that I am happily married, and I am happy with my work. The other day this guy sort of offered to have an affair with me if I wanted it, and I was able to really laugh and feel so completely in control of my body, no more hormones dragging me into trouble I didn't want. Everything looks different. Better.
Maybe it helps that when I was younger I used to walk down the road and pretend that I was an old lady. I tried to imagine what it would feel like to have a gray perm and a hunched back -- I guess I was thinking of my Nana. And it felt kinda liberating.
So, now I am slowly getting older, yes its a bit scary, I can see the future and I won't be getting younger and stronger, but we're all in the same boat. Those young sexy gorgeous girls will wind up fifty like me, if they're lucky. The pretty 35 year olds who aren't that interested in inviting me to their parties, well, I went to that sort of party when I was 35 too. And they are going to have wrinkles when they are fifty too.
I think now is the time to love life and to make no apologies, and to love your bum, wherever it is.
Just wanted to say I'm pleased as punch that you guys are using this space to vent and even provide some positive thoughts. My life is kinda sucking right now - no job, no insurance, trying to get my youngest into college - but there are some good days. Like getting a notice that one of you angry women is reading and being moved to write in! I'll try to get it together to do an update on the blog, but in the meantime, Keep Fighting Back!!
I am turning 36, and I look 23--people in clubs give me 21...
Right now my body is better than it was at 23, because I exercise a lot, but changes of course are inevidable.
I will never have children, so this will not destroy me further.
What can I say? First, exercise is a key to keeping youthful, strong and beautiful. I don't even mention eating only organic food and taking antioxidants and vitamins. Secondly, The Western Society, and American society devalues and degrades women in general and older women especially. This is sad. Speedating, etc will likely just bring some men hungry for younger women into your life... (the way most american men are). I just feel that people don't have God in their hearts and live like if they don't have a soul in this country. Islam orders women to cover their face and body for a good reason; I came to understand it. I think the only answer is to be on a spiritual search, keep healthy, exercise, worship God (I'm not talking about any particular religious denomination). Sometimes I think that when I get older I'll move to India... just want to be somewhere where people have more respect to older people and more spiritual.
hi all...wow..so happy i found this blog..am 53yo and need to not feel alone with all that is happening with the body...i still get my periods...really ..every month but hot flashes to belly fat to mood swings is unreal...thankfully i meditate and belong to a like minded group which helps as does my loving husband andi have a job that is fun..thanks for being there.
I totally agree with all you say...and you said it in such a humorous way. That helps the medicine go down. I'm 58 and my spouse of 27 years divorced me, indicating he wants "to meet somebody new." I'm too old, too poor and now need some dental work and liposuction. But I can't do those things while I'm newly-poor (and unemployed for about 2 years, despite applying for jobs ranging from writing to selling gasoline and bait). No wonder we're angry. (But I'm glad there's nobody home now when I undress the body that has betrayed me).
HI ALL,
Have just started Bikram Yoga and while it is not a cure all i am no longer going to the chiropractor and i have a healthy glow that i haven't seen in years. i feel so much better about myself. What i really would like to see is clothing made for women over 50! Am i the only struggling with that?
Hey you guys!! I just wanted to talk to those of you who have been commenting on this blog, even though I haven't written anything new in almost 4 years!! I once again let the craziness get to me INSTEAD OF VENTING TO YOU. It's so hard evolving through this life, and more so when you're 50+, still feel like you're 18, look like you're 50+ (unless you happen to get WiiFit for Christmas and it tells you you're "actually" 78), and have become less and less desirable as a paid employee of just about anyone. I was sad for most of that time, but I think I'm getting MAD AGAIN!!!!!! And you guys helped so much! Thanks for writing, and I swear I'm going to get it together soon. Then we'll laugh, cry, virtually scratch people's eyes out, and build ourselves UP WHERE WE BELONG!!!!!!
SISTERS OF THE WORLD, UNITE!!!!!!!
yes..evolving is a challenge but no choice...just do it as the old Nike commercial says!!!Am attempting to transform the anger that young is the ideal for society into acceptance of who i am...a 53 yo woman with wisdom and wrinkles who is grateful....
I will be 50 next month and I must admit that I am scared. For one I never thought that I was going to make it this far. I remember when thirty was old, then forty, now fifty will be a new era. Of course with age nothing gets better, and we can lie the whole time by saying how wise we are now,,, no one cares. The truth is that our bodies are sinking, our memory is getting slower, our hair is turning gray, and our facial looks are out of whack.
I know that changing diet may help a bit. Exercise all we can,lots of raw vegetables, fruits, and water. Try to stay away from red meat,and stay away from fried foods. Other than that,, I don't know. An other suggestions?
Am finding Bikram Yoga to be most helpful as well as meditating. Acceptance and gratitude for what i do have instead of focusing on what i don't have ie youth and no wrinkles!!! Just doing what feels right in this moment...and lots of laughter!!!
I just knew if I looked long enough I would find a blog like this! I am about to turn 51, and most days still have not come to terms with being 50! Here's the thing, and understand I'm not bragging in any way, but I don't look 50. Interestingly enough when I was 26, a friend talked me into going to a palm reader on a whim. The palm reader told me that I would always look at least 10 years younger than whatever my current age. She's right! To date, I've never looked my current age. However, what she didn't tell me is that it would be facial only! My body didn't get the "memo", either externally or internally! Just ask my doctor who's become my permanent nag about my weight and all the other things that come with this thing that is so hated and despised, in our society...aging!. So, as a lot of the ladies here have mentioned, I have found that truly the only way to deal with it is taking an internal approach...spiritually. I've found that the more spiritual you are, the more you understand that, for the most part, all of this societal mantra is just bullshit! (Excuse my french!)
The good news is that if you are truly blessed crossing over the line of 50 offers you the opportunity to purge yourself of all this meaningless bs and truly discern what is important to you, not society...good luck on your journey!
I too was shocked by the horrific changes 50 brought to my body. A former cycling coach, body builder, and aerobic instructor, I thought that rock hard body would last forever. Ha! The stay puff marshmallow man has more muscle tone. No, no one warned me this would happen, I didn't read about it. I have to say, I'm glad I didn't know. It saved me years of worrying about something that is inevitable as death. I will go to my grave without warning my daughters whats ahead. After the shock wears off, they will thank me.
Angry 50 year old? Bet your A$$!
I too was shocked by the horrific changes 50 brought to my body. A former cycling coach, body builder, and aerobic instructor, I thought that rock hard body would last forever. Ha! The stay puff marshmallow man has more muscle tone. No, no one warned me this would happen, I didn't read about it. I have to say, I'm glad I didn't know. It saved me years of worrying about something that is inevitable as death. I will go to my grave without warning my daughters whats ahead. After the shock wears off, they will thank me.
Angry 50 year old? Bet your A$$!
Hi...well i am 54 now...last post was last year. Actually feeling quite good with myself . Bikram Yoga is doing wonders for the old bod! i seem to be laughing a lot and that is the best. Mood swings and all i just seem to have a new perspective. Got a motorcycle and that has really helped..just get out and ride any frustration away!!!
I am going to be 62 in a few months. What makes me angry? Just about everything. Our food and water is poison. People are obsessed with their looks. Blatant age discrimination is rampant in the workplace. Public transportation (think green!) where you get to ride with drunks and drug addicts and scary kids with attitudes (I spend 1-1/2 hours each way). The personal freedoms I used to have dwindling and being governed by laws because adults just can’t be trusted to make their own decisions. My cat last week having a "vaccine-related" malignant tumor removed—I now get to watch my beloved pet suffer. Having all my teeth removed as the result of a chemo overdose—computer glitch, and my breast cancer being caused by hormone replacement therapy. My dentures hurt like hell and I can't afford implants plus I am too traumatized by all those procedures performed—bones removed to help them fit—to return to the dentist. I live in a home 100 feet from a railroad crossing where the engineer leans on a horn so loud it scares my grandchildren when they visit—it’s new and improved to deter suicidal homeless people from lying on the tracks. Trains screeeeeeeeech past on average seven/eight times both night and day seven days a week—it used to be once or twice a week. I read lately where Warren Buffett has invested in railroads—I understand it’s a very lucrative business right now, bless his little greedy heart. I can't afford to move. It makes the whole house shake. I can never get ahead financially with the high cost of everything. Lately I'm annoyed by people who walk on the left side of the sidewalk or refuse to move over—I walk six city blocks to and from work to the train station. I hate watching TV—it is disgusting and people have no values. Rap and hip hop is for wanna-be convicts and/or the ignorant or tone deaf. Movies are too violent. My eyes are too tired to read a book after staring at a computer screen all night at work. Everybody is always in a hurry!! They race past me on escalators! Everyone is on their stupid phones, or texting or I have to sit next to someone using their finger non-stop to move screens or apps on their tiny personal computers. Even when I read the want ads, I am shocked at the level of illiteracy—Shea's lounge for sale?? No one speaks English. It sounds like what I would imagine the Tower of Babel must have been like. I am angered by men who have been taught superiority to women in their cultures pushing past me. Gay people French kissing in public. Women sporting tattoos—ugly! Those ridiculous pants boys and grown men wear that have their butts hanging out or they can't walk in so they need to shuffle. I find I start the day off happy and end it angry all the time. Don't suggest faith—I have lost it. I find myself wondering lately if humans are providing some kind of sick entertainment for aliens who watch us as though we're participants in galactic soap operas or experiments. Everything annoys me and there is no joy in living. Don't suggest anti-depressants either—I don't trust pills or doctors. I guess I have become the stereotypical cranky old lady.
I feel like I have awakened in a southern belle hell since turning 51. For a light overview,every year to present day 58 has been a further slide into the abyss. Such as a 60lb weight gain(NOT FROM OVER EATING!), heart issues from the extra bulk and lack of hormones, I became a full time first time Mom to a lovely pubescent 13 year old stepson, my aging dysfunctional parents relocated to our city for support and every 6 months they have life threatening health crises,working for a plastic surgeon in the front office I overheard the doc talking on his phone how they had just hired "an older overweight woman"(mind you I was then a svelte size 16) to run the front office and he thought perhaps he should" hire someone more befitting the image of the practice" needless to say I didn't stay there long when one day I just hung up the keys at closing time and never returned. My last shred of confidence went out the window and I can't muster the courage to go back out there;I live currently as a prisoner in suburbia where I am considered an alien. So, this morning I arose and thought...is there ANYONE else out there even remotely as disheartened? Wow, I found my people! Thank you to each and every woman especially the creator of this blog, for the brutal honesty of their daily lives! Your blogs provide validity that I am not insane and my existence is not isolated. THE MOST POSITIVE OUTCOME from this suffering is that perhaps we can enlighten the next generation of 50year olds-they need to be warned of society's rejection and informed of the aging process. Every last female will go through it...perhaps we can excel for grace through this? I strive not to stay this way; so angry an AK47 and a rooftop crosses my mind at times..... Who is this angry woman? I have met myself here today and the anger has now dissipated to a low growl and a grin. This blog will be a daily read for me.....my saving grace.
Hi All,
Well...another 6 months and here i am again. Bikram Yoga is still helping but between the sciatica and now a bad knee i am about to scream because in my head i feel 30 something. Feeling angry today...angry at this body that won't stop changing ..angry that i have regets...angry that i can't be with the man of my dreams ...angry that i didn't do it right the first time...
and now it feels too late...
I'm a 55 ( soon to be 56 next month ) year old woman. I know that this is nothing like when I was 25 or 35 or 45, hell even 50! But I tell myself its better than the alternative isn't it? I know my body isn't what it use to be but I can't say I woke up surprised, after all I was there waking up with it every morning. I have always acknowledged the elderly women out there too and I noticed how they no longer had the youthful appearance I'm sure they once had. I mean I noticed the wrinkles, gray hair droopy boobs,some stooped over,etc etc,They were there for us to see. It was inevitable we would someday be walking in thier shoes! My breasts no longer support themselves , and to be honest actually thought about having them removed entirely, hell why not? What do I need them for now anyway? Just to hang around being unsupportive! ( oh I'd like to tell you what size I am but I buy my bras in walmart and they don't have much over a DDD! ) I wear bras with so much support I get back aches, head aches and neck pains from wearing the stupid things, but I'd rather go through that than have them hanging to my belly button! My stomach looks more like a helium balloon, I won't even look to see what my butt looks like but I'm sure its just as nasty as the rest. Cottage cheese and all. That goes for my legs too. sighhh, when I turned 50 I started walking, 3 miles a day, look where it got me.
I finally had to give it up 3 months ago because by the time I was done and got back home and sat down, trying to walk after that was pure hell,I felt like a cripple.
Anyway, even with all that, I'm still basically a happy person. I mean I have my grandbabies to enjoy.And I'm not a quitter, I'll keep trying to improve whatever I can,I haven't given up the fight yet. I hope you all find your happiness. I still thank God I'm here, wrinkles, big saggy boobs and all! lol ;)
oh and btw, I've been separated for ten years, I still work ( self employed ) and even with all those noticable faults I still have men asking me out, WHY? Beats me! ;) LMAO!
Thanks Maggie...needed a chuckle today and permission not to be so hard on myself...i usually have your grateful attitude when i am not having PMS haha
Thanks for the post!
Thank you for this blog robinski :D know what I was looking for when I found it? Fun things for 50 or over to do! lmao!
oh yeah! I forgot about the menopause, my hot flashes are doable, I'm just praying they don't intensify in any way. Still throw off the blankets at night now and then, but I'm sleeping in the basement with the heat turned off so whats that tell ya? lol
Oh I think I figured out why the men keep asking me out, they need their laundry done and a home cooked meal!
I am a fifty somewhat year old woman with a social work degree and can not get a job. I have had four interviews. They seem like they like but I never a call back. It is so frustrating being so old. I even went back to get my master's degree but didn't get to finish. I do have credits toward my master's.
I am a 50 year old single mother (my son is six), I rent a home, have a BA and cannot get a family friendly job. It is so re-assuring to read that other women feel similar anxiety regarding the various issues we face. I got half way through my teachers diploma of education post grad last year, with great university grades, but the ageism was brutal and my FEMALE mentor of similar age was so bad I decided I could not continue.
I am happy so many times, my little son is a delight and I work in a strange but family friendly job which helps us survive financially (the father does not help and the Australian govt does nothing regarding that it seems). I am quite prudish in my personal life, but I pay the bills by doing erotic massage can you believe!
There that was cathartic...needs must, men get molested which they seem to need at any age, they always seem to have money, and most importantly they do not touch me (I have a whip in full-view lol) and to be honest I have some great conversations with them.
What am I saying? Well, I think women are strong, we are survivors, and I think we should keep coming together to share our hopes and fears on this blog.
Have you heard of Grandma Whitney? (Hulda Crooks) ;)) You see, you live in society obsessed with the cult of youth, breeding and misogyny. If you take yourself out of this real, you can ground your existence on something free of this. Grandma Whitney...had climbed Mount Whitney 23 times... until she was 91. She started climbing at 68 or so, to fix her pneumonia. At age 91 she ascended Mount Fuji. She lived until 101 y.o. Life is more than opinion of some dumb, worthless males about women's bodies. Once you stop caring about it, you're free.
Hmmmnnnn well here i am again....55 yo now and menopause has hit hard! OTC stuff is helping and am in a good space but still feel off center sometimes. The changes are unreal. But am hanging in there. Everything is different but OK. Most of the time i am laughing. So i guess all is well. New motto "Stay calm and carry on'
Listen everyone - this life is not all there is. Our job is to be kind, helpful, and centered - to help others and to make the world a better place. I really believe this - and I am drooping and sagging and depressed and 51 - with no prospects of hormone therapy due to family history. Our bodies are not meant to last - it is our spirits that endure. My husband has cheated on me with prostitutes and I feel 300 years old - but I know there is a God and that we are bigger than all of this. Pray and rise above yourselves - there will be rewards. Of this I am certain.
Well...good to see some recent activity. i am quitting my job of 10 years to start a new one in two weeks. What can i say..grateful and excited but nervous too. No more PT for me. Need the stability of a regular job...i had been in tourism... Not sure where the energy is going to come from haha that insomnia gets me every time LOL oh well..stay calm and carry on!
OMG!!!"Are you Serious" has expressed all my anger,thank you,thank you,I know my rage is making me crazy...but it is of some comfort knowing I am not alone.
i didn't really read all these posts in their glorious entirety...but today i went for an experimental 'remove the fat from the chin area' thing' and had two kids ask me about if i still had periods becuz i guess i am injecting poison into my body and God forbid i could infect a child...if i could bear children. WELL would they have asked a man if he could still get it up...shoot child inducing sperm...hmmmm...my depression hit hard and heavy when i left that office oy freaking vey! what's a lovely old bitch to do! push through...somehow...because tomorrow is another glorious day:) LOL. decided i must write dammit! get it out and then i found u! it's tough...we somehow have to move on...HEY watching BIG ANG on VH1 will make u feel better. promise;) lol
ok here I am at 57. I've gained so much weight that I have to buy new clothes cause my old ones won't go around me! SIGHHH! I've got a tread mill and I was using it and getting alot of satisfaction UNTIL one night while babysitting my grandbabies I stubbed my middle toe and fractured it..there went the walking and although it's been months since it's healed I just lost the will to start again. So winter came and went..no exercise..well it was only inevitable that the weight would start packing on..winter is my worst time of year for adding pounds.I hate to say it but I've been depressed for about a year..now this weekend I have a babyshower to attend then a bridal shower..no one in my family has seen me for awhile so I know how surprised they're going to be when they see me..almost don't want to go I'm so ashamed! :( I wish I could be upbeat but ,, right now, at this moment..it's not happening! I have to force myself out the door if it doesn't pertain to work. I hate shopping, especially for groceries, I feel embarrassed to have anyone see me buy food..like that's the last thing I need. I'm considering buying some kind of diet pill to get me on track. It's probably not worth the money cause they're all basically scams but right now I'm desperate!
God love you! But is it really better than the alternative? Honestly,I pray that I soon I will be diagnosed with an incurable disease. I will gratefully refuse any last-ditch efforts to save my life. Why, you ask? So my dear husband can use the BIG insurance money to help out the kids and get him set for his old age. Without it, we are screwed!
God bless you all! At 48, I'm sneaking into this club of yours a couple years early, but I'm already honing and ramping up on my anger... just ask my husband. I was recently laid off (but ironically I was the youngest sales exec at the company), I've gained 30 LBs over the past 10 years (which my husband has simultaneously managed to LOSE, aargh!), and I am DEFINITELY not in the MOOD to present myself to potential employers. Many of my professional friends are also laid off or underemployed, and I'm stunned at the talent pool that is going to waste! I'm just not buying that we're all expendable... I'm wondering if I can figure out a way to tap into this collective asset of talent so we can all thrive... Hmmmm....
Well, in the meantime, I can come here and vent and laugh. So, thank you "Angry 50 Year Old Woman" and gals! You are hilarious and gifted writers! Please do write a book... Heck... Make it a movie! Apparently all of us angry women have nothing better to do than to go to a matinee ! :-)
Ok This past month and a half I bought the raspberry ketone that I seen on Dr.Oz, then last week I went out and finally got my hands on some green coffee bean he was also talking about. It's too soon to see if there are going to be results but boy I'm praying! I've also been eating Weight watcher meals and Lean Cuisine meals and for lunch I have a salad ( with whatever the heck I want on it! lol ) I haven't started walking but I'm hoping with the sanding ( my ex and I have a buisness fabricating countertops ,made of material like corian , swanstone etc..it requires sanding ,,talk about BORING! but it's work! ) on my feet most of the day I won't have to worry too much about the walking until my weight gets down to something I'm more comfortable walking with. Right now because of the large chest it hurts my back so sanding is about all I can tolerate for now..but boy once I get my weight down I'm walking. I use to walk all the time for hours at a time ..I could kick myself for stopping cold turkey! I hope you're all well. To anonymous about wishing to contract a deadly decease so you're husband can collect the insurance..omg..I'm going to be saying a prayer for you that some cash comes your way so that your family never has to endure the pain they would go through loosing you :*( My heart goes out to you.
3rd try!! (Not sure what is going on with cyber connection. Nor do I care.)
You are most cynically delightful!
Spot on and speak my language!
If you'd like a BFF, I currently reside in FL😊
(I live where people stop on Go and go on Stop)
3rd try!! (Not sure what is going on with cyber connection. Nor do I care.)
You are most cynically delightful!
Spot on and speak my language!
If you'd like a BFF, I currently reside in FL😊
(I live where people stop on Go and go on Stop)
I agree!!
What are you talking about?!?? 36??? ROFL.
Don't need your advice!
Thanx but No thanx
Keep a wry sense of humor!
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