[Final batch on “aging”. Promise. Maybe.]
The candles cost more than the cake.
The gray-haired man you help across the street is your husband.
In the morning you hear snap, crackle, pop, and it isn’t your breakfast
cereal.
You are a “17” around the neck, a “48” around the waist and a “114” around
the golf course.
You find yourself giving good advice instead of setting a bad example.
You give your grandkids a nickel for an ice cream cone, and they look at you
funny.
A dripping faucet causes an uncontrollable bladder urge.
You stop buying natural foods, because you need all the preservatives you
can get.
Your favorite feature in the newspaper is “50 Years Ago Today.”
You go to the store not to shop but get a free blood pressure examination.
You finally know your way around, but no longer want to go.
[And personally for me this week] That last visit to the Oral Surgeon cost
you more than you earned in the first four years at work.
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Dr Bob Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”