Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Compliments of Left Brain

He means well, he really does.  I have convinced myself of this fact for his own safetly.

Unfortunately he suffers from premature male speaking, you know...where the guy doesn't quite think the whole sentence through before it exits his mouth.

I'm sure you've been the victim of some of these also.  For example, when getting ready to go out and you ask if your jeans look okay and get the reply that they don't make you look that fat. 

Okay, it's not fair to get upset with him for this since I do realize that I am fat.  This life of leisure and relaxation has not been kind to my body.  Or at least that's what the scale indicates.  Maybe the batteries are going...one can only hope.

He lovingly gazed at me while we were out walking about the other day and commented on how lovely my hair was.  Oh!  That is so sweet!  And then being Left Brain he continued to talk and added..."yes, the gray is coming in really nicely".

This might have upset some women, but I have been waiting for the gray to appear as I embrace the aging process and welcome all the visual signs of having lived a long life.  Okay, I'm not so excited about the bags under my eyes, and given that I get many long hours of sleep each night, they probably aren't going away any time soon.

We've been on this extended vacation and I haven't worn any jewelry or fixed my hair in months.  Oh wait, I guess that isn't really any big change from before.  Some of the places we've been are so remote it really hasn't mattered.  But as we approach our month and half in our sister's RV park in December, I may have to clean up my act.  And if I'm going to use the pool I might have to scrap off a layer of fur as well.

This might be just the look I'm going for.  Miss Edna posted this photo of the Max Factor Cover girl and I just adore her.

Of course that would mean I have to start giving a hoot what I look like and occassionally glancing into a mirror, something I tend to avoid.  And that's not easy to do with all the mirrors around here.

Long Live the Queen of the Slobs


  1. I know no one in our age group that looks like Edna's Max Factor Cover Girl. That may speak to the company I keep, but I tend to think it is, as it has always been, models don't ever look like real life people. So, you think you are old at 61 ... what does that make you at 71 ... ancient? I think everything after 60 is a gift. Old or not, we are still alive and what I love about being old is I don't have to give a ... about anything I don't want to because no one cares what old peole think. Now, that doesn't mean I don't care about things, it just means I don't have to and can readily talk my self out of being concerned about a lot of nonsense that people stress over. The other thing about old people is we talk too much ... so maybe I'll stop here lest you may think (realize) I am older than you :) I am loving your travels. This is my first visit and I will be back because you make me laugh. Have a wonderful day,Queen Jester.

    Andrea @ From The Sol

  2. Oh I am so glad that Andrea found her way here. You and she are so fun to be around. I just turned 73 and thought I was old, but the Mrs just turned 95 and says I don't know what being old is. She may have a point there!

    I agree that one of the perks of getting older is that a lot of folks don't pay much attention to what you say, do, look like or wear. That's cool. I'm okay with that. But I won't get in the pool with all the Barbie look alikes unless I can wear my shorts and oversized tee shirt. Maybe this is why Max Factor hasn't offered me the cover girl job! lol. You have a great day, hugs, Edna B.