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Wednesday, June 15, 2005

You Know You’re Getting Older When…

You Know You’re Getting Older When…

Everything hurts and what doesn’t hurt, doesn’t work.
The gleam in your eyes is from the sun hitting your bifocals.
You feel like the night after, and you haven’t been anywhere.
Your little black book contains only names ending in M.D.
You get winded playing chess.
Your children begin to look middle aged.
You’re still chasing women but can’t remember why.
A dripping faucet causes an uncontrollable bladder urge.
You know all the answers, but nobody asks you the questions.
You look forward to a dull evening.
You walk with your head high trying to get used to your bifocals.
Your favorite part of the newspaper is “25 Years Ago Today...”
You turn out the light for economic reasons rather than romantic ones.
You sit in a rocking chair and can’t get it going.
Your knees buckle and your belt won’t.
You regret all those mistakes resisting temptation.
After painting the town red, you have to take a long rest before
applying a second coat.
Dialing long distance wears you out.
You’re startled the first time you are addressed as an old timer.
You just can’t stand people who are intolerant.
The best part of your day is over when your alarm clock goes off.
You burn the midnight oil until 9 pm.
Your back goes out more often than you do.
A fortune teller offers to read your face.
Your pacemaker makes the garage door go up when you watch a pretty girl
go by.
The little gray-haired lady you help across the street is your wife.
You have too much room in the house and not enough room in the medicine
cabinet.
You sink your teeth into a steak and they stay there

Thanks to my dear friends for this message!

Posted by Momma on 06/15 at 08:17 PM
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We Are Jammin’

You’ve heard the song by The Carpenters,’We’ve Only Just Begun’?  Well it is strawberry time again and that is the song we are singing! 

So it was jars up from the basement that we bought last year plus the ones that came back home when emptied.

No we didn’t pick them but they are Michigan berries and some of the first in the area.

This is the beginning--Strawberry made with Spenda, Strawberry and Rhubarb, and just plain old Strawberry Jam.  We have another three batches to make in the morning! 

And so begins the replenishing of the Jam cupboard at our house.  We will be watching for more berries, peaches, nectarines, apricots and etc. as the come into season.  You can sure tell Jay is feeling better can’t you!

Posted by Momma on 06/15 at 07:53 PM
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