Thanks for the comments on the picture, folks. As for the grandkiddos keeping me young,
Karen3, I’m afraid not – after a day spent chasing around with them, I’m practically ready for a week in bed! Young isn’t a word I would use to describe myself these days.
Not even close. I guess I’ve arrived here kicking and screaming, but I’m finally quite content thinking of myself as “old”. And, I’m not sure that there’s anything at all wrong with accepting that. I find that lately, I am feeling glad that my children are all adults, self-supporting, and busy with their lives. I’m less enthusiastic than I once was about big family cook-outs and gatherings, too – I remember when I hosted them, and all the work it took to put them together. Now, I’m happy to just bring my little bowl of potato salad or better still, some marinated ribs or chicken for the grille. Happy to just stay for awhile, and then leave the partying for the younger ones. I find, too, that I am increasingly critical of “the way things are”, and less interested in doing anything about it, where once I would’ve been looking for ways to make a difference. Don’t get me wrong – there’s still SOME life left in these old bones of mine, and I like being outside enjoying nature at the mountains or the seashore (or even in my own backyard) – I like exploring a bit, finding interesting bits of stone and shell and such – but I am less and less interested in social events, and more inclined to want to settle in with a good book. I’m trying hard to motivate myself to some kind of regular exercise, simply because I don’t want to get stiff and creaky…but the motivation isn’t very strong. I’d far rather starve myself to keep off the unwanted pounds than exercise them away, but I’m not terribly successful at doing either one. Sometimes I look in the mirror and think, “Hey. I look alright for someone on the *other* side of sixty. I can give myself a little break here and there.” Then there are those other times when I look in the mirror and just flat out get depressed. Well, enough rambling on, I guess. I’ll post next in July, and hopefully be a little more upbeat.
We were going to go up to York Beach in Maine over the 4th,
PT – just DH & I, but thought better of it, what with it being the holiday weekend, and bound to be crowds everywhere. We talked about maybe going to Horseneck Beach in Westport, MA, which isn’t quite so touristy, but if we do go, it’ll be a day trip, probably on Saturday. All the hotels/motels have jacked their prices up to absurd extremes, and while I enjoy pampering myself on occasion, I’ll be darned if I’ll pay five-star prices for a three-star room. I’d rather drive for an hour and a half. So, my mini-vacay will mostly be spent at home, which is actually okay with me. DH will be at Old Sturbridge Village all day Friday, and I believe I’ll pack myself a little lunch and spend three or four hours at the lake reading and enjoying my own company. Then he and I will go to the ocean on Saturday, possibly (although I haven’t made up my mind yet) to my daughter’s (the one who lives 50 miles away from us) for a cook-out on Sunday, and then I’ll have Monday & Tuesday to choreograph as I feel like at the time.
Freda, yup. That’s it exactly, with the bathing suit issue. And I want to kick myself, because people in all shapes and sizes are out there in bathing suits…I mean, who’s going to be looking at me, anyway?
Hi
Lynn – see you when your course ends!
Gayle, it sounds to me like your DH knows how to get under your skin, so you have to just not LET him do it. Frankly, I don’t consider it any of my DH’s business whether I lose or gain, exercise or not. I mean, he’s no Mister America himself. I figure my weight, and what I do – or don’t do – about it is up to me, so I don’t even discuss it with him. Maybe you should give some thought to not including
YOUR DH in any discussion of your weight loss efforts?
Good luck with your garage sale,
Rosey! (Omigawd, what a LOT of work! I hope you make a fortune!)
Mary. Yup. Bathing suits and I have NEVER gotten along, either!
Hiya
Bobbi. Yes, a sarong sort of wrap-thingie would make sense. Actually, in my current frame of mind, the best thing I could do would be to buy myself a pup tent and wrap up in that! See you on the July thread – thanks for starting it!
Isabella? You there? You okay?
Karen31, now every time I think of you, I think of you bobbing about in that pool of yours! I’ve never really enjoyed pools much – always preferred the ocean – but you never know. It sure looks like you’re having a ball in yours, and I must admit that the idea of walking outside my house a few feet to get to it is awfully appealing right about now.
So, have a good day, everyone…see you next month!
Z
according to Bobbie
That would be just what I need, too! (Not). 
