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Observations on Growing Older
~Your kids are becoming you...and you don't like them...but your grandchildren are perfect!
~Going out is good..
Coming home is better!
~When people say you look "Great"... They add "for your age!"
~When you needed the discount, you paid full price.
Now you get discounts on everything...
Movies, hotels, flights, but you're too tired to use them.
~You forget names .... But it's OK because other people forgot they even knew you!!!
~The 5 pounds you wanted to lose is now 15 and you have a better chance of losing your keys than the 15 pounds.
~You realize you're never going to be really good at anything .... Especially golf.
~Your spouse is counting on you to remember things you don't remember.
~The things you used to care to do, you no longer care to do, but you really do care that you don't care to do them anymore.
~Your husband sleeps better on a lounge chair with the TV blaring than he does in bed. It's called his "pre-sleep".
~Remember when your mother said,
"Wear clean underwear in case you GET in an accident"?
Now you bring clean underwear in case you HAVE an accident!
~You used to say,
"I hope my kids GET married...
Now, "I hope they STAY married!"
~You miss the days when everything worked with just an "ON" and "OFF" switch..
~When GOOGLE, ipod, email, modem ....
Were unheard of, and a mouse was something that made you climb on a table.
~You tend to use more 4 letter words ...
~Now that you can afford expensive jewelry, it's not safe to wear it anywhere.
~Your husband has a night out with the guys,
But he's home by 9: 00 P.M. Next week it will be 8:30 P..M.
~You read 100 pages into a book before you realize you've read it.
~Notice everything they sell in stores is "sleeveless"?!!!
~What used to be freckles are now liver spots.
~Now that your husband has retired ...
You'd give anything if he'd find a job!
~You have 3 sizes of clothes in your closet ...
2 of which you will never wear.
~~~~But old is good in some things:
And best of all, OLD FRIENDS!!
A love story or????
He grasped me firmly but gently just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone.
He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear.
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused
hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure.
When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply. Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and
expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking `no' for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say ...
"Okay, ma'am, all done."
My eyes snapped open and he was standing in front of me, smiling, holding out my purse. "You can board your flight now."
Question: What is the truest definition of ...
in a French tunnel,
riding in a
by a Belgian
(check the bottle before you
change the spelling),
by an American doctor,
sent to you by
Bill Gates' technology,
you're probably reading
this on your computer,
uses Taiwanese chips,
trucked to you by Mexican illegals.....
That, my friends,
is Globalization !
Inner Peace: This is so true If you can start the day without...
THE COCKPIT OF THE AIRBUS A380 AWESOME!!!!!!! →