OLD is when

OLD"  IS  WHEN  .  Your sweetie says, "Let's go upstairs and make  love," and
> you answer, "Pick one; I  can't do both!"
>  
> "OLD  "  IS when  ...  Your  friends compliment you on  your new alligator shoes
> and  you're  barefoot.
>  
>  "OLD"  IS  WHEN  .  A sexy babe catches your fancy and your pacemaker  opens
> the garage  door..
>  
> "OLD"  IS  WHEN  ....  Going  braless pulls all the wrinkles out of your face.
>  
> "OLD"  IS  WHEN  ..  You don't care where your spouse goes, just as  long as you
> don't have to go along.
>  
> "OLD"  IS  WHEN  ..  You are cautioned to slow down by the doctor  instead of by
> the  police.
>  
> "OLD"  IS  WHEN  "Getting  a little action" means you don't need to  take any
> fiber today
>  
> "OLD"  IS  WHEN  ..  "Getting lucky" means you find your car in the  parking
> lot.
>  
> "OLD"  IS  WHEN  .  An "all nighter" means not getting up to use the  bathroom.
>  
AND  "OLD"  IS  WHEN  ....  You are not sure these are  jokes

 

Oh Miss Mary You Just Ain't Right! 


Thats why I love reading your posts so much!

ok, I have a confession.  First I will be 60 on November 2....that is a shock to me.  Second, I thought someone stole my car the other night.  I always park in the same place in the parking garage at school.  Catch the bus or walk across the campus.  Lately, there have been some problems getting into the garage if you arrive at around 10 AM.  So Wednesday, I didn't have time to wait in line, so I just went to one of the outside parking places and parked.  I power walked to my office/classroom building.    I was there early because there were several things that had to be done with specific deadlines and were followed by a class and 4 hours of clinic supervision.  I left at almost 9PM.  Yes, I was close to being brain dead.  Caught the bus since it was pitch black and rode back tot he parking garage.  The bus driver told me to be careful, as I was the only one riding at that hour of the night.  I went into the garage and my parking space was empty.  I stood there in amazement thinking, 'Has someone stolen my car?"  At the same time, I thought , " no, they cannot have stolen it, it would be right here next to the guards."  I stood there a full couple of minutes before I rationalized to myself that I must have parked somewhere else, but where?   It took a few more minutes to calm down enough to remember where my car actually was.

I am telling you all this to say, that maybe these are not as big of jokes as I use to think.  

Karla, I am 62 and I have a response to your situation but I cannot for the life of me remember what it was.

Glenn