Tag: Middle Age
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The Week In Seven Photos
I’ve never really been a superstitious person, but I was wondering this week if adding a few to my life might generate some positive energy. I thought I would try the flower petal game and then realized when you’re middle-aged, what question do you replace “He loves me..he loves me not” with. Let’s just say…
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Late Bloomer
In fact, looking back, it seems to me that I was clueless until I was about fifty years old. Nora Ephron
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I’m Ready For Some Football, But It Will Never Be The Same
It has been an adjustment since being firmly planted in middle age to refer to many things in terms of something that happened twenty or thirty years ago and wonder some days where the time has went. As the 2016 NFL preseason begins tonight with the Hall of Fame Game between the Green Bay Packers…
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Fading Light
In the fading light, Alexandria stood on the porch with her dog, Jasper, and waved to her son and daughter-in-law, who were the last to leave after the holiday weekend. The grandchildren in the backseat missed the wave as they were already lost in games on their phones. They remained on the porch until the…
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I Just Hate When I’m Reminded Of My Bad Perms From The ’80s
“It’s a universal truth that calories do not count on birthdays, holidays, Sundays, and bad hair days.” someecards
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As We Age I Think We Should Be Called Vintage Or Classic, Not Old
“Growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional.” Chili Davis
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“Disco Duck”
Dancing immediately came to mind when I first looked at this photo with thoughts of Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire, John Travolta, Kevin Bacon and Michael Jackson. Instead of all of these great options, blame it on a middle age flashback that a song I probably haven’t heard since the 70s, Disco Duck, was chosen.
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Try As We Might, We Cannot Stop The Hands Of Time
As we slowly wind down another year, thoughts can turn to the quick passage of time, trying to remember if you achieved any of your New Year’s resolutions, reminiscing over the year’s event or sadness at the passing of another year. After a feverish week with a cold and having flashbacks to 1979 after catching…