10-9

As I was saying........As one ages many of the abilities begin to fade and I can’t figure out if it is because you slow down or you slow down because of it.  ‘Use it or lose it’ comes to mind.

 

Right now I’m thinking of some things I said while talking to a few folks last night.  A couple fades for me are the eyesight and hearing.  Don’t know what all the hearing loss has caused me to miss but found one several days ago of the eyesight.

 

Out of the shower I looked into the mirror and wasn’t impressed at what I saw but then my eyes got to my hair.  Wow!  What is that stuff in my hair?  After a closer examination I discovered it was my scalp.  Gee, my hair sure was thinning out!  The fading memory surprisingly flashed back to years past when during hair cuts the barber would ask if I would like him to thin it out.

 

No need for that stuff now as the hair seems to realize the old ship is sinking and like a bunch of rats they are deserting the poor OLD thing right and left.  This is creating a problem for me as the sun is seeing some places to shine on that it hadn’t seen before.... Burn, Georgia, burn...

 

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Many, but one idea led to and reinforced theories that lack of hair was caused by mental activity or high intelligence. (I liked this one)

10-10-2014

After yesterday’s wetting and looking out the window this morning doesn’t leave much of a dilemma for todays choice, “talk the talk or walk the walk”.

So many years of experience collected under my belt or hanging over my belt, (It must be stored there because I sure there is too much accumulated for head storage). Anyway, I’ve learned how to speak thunder. Well, maybe not speak it but understand what it says at least

Yesterday with about a mile of my walk to go and near a half mile from home going the wrong way, thunder said, “hey stupid, don’t you know that mother sends bolts of lighting somewhere which causes me to speak a warning to you that a bolt could be coming your way plus telling you rain is in the plan.”

My fear of lightning and not wanting to become unsweetened I turned and headed for home. I didn’t quite make it.

You know how water dissolves sugar resulting in a sweet liquid and not knowing how to retain that I quickly ducked into the neighbors shed on the hill. Wet enough to think some of my sweetness had already been converted and not wanting to attract bees and ants to the house as they followed the drippings of the liquid, I accepted an offer from Glenda to come pick me up.

Thankfully I hadn’t lost all of my sweet because I was able to share the wonderful feelings with her that I felt of her thoughtful act in a nice way.

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WORDY, WORDY---wordy, diffuse, long-winded, prolix, verbose. These adjectives mean given to using or marked by the use of an excessive number of words especially in an uninteresting spiel.

4-21-2014

Each day of life a person is fraught with influencers.  A huge load comes from the television and the internet but many can come during a normal conversation with anyone.  Based on our up bringing and what we are now, most get handled without conscious thought or very little thought.  No big deal, some you buy and some you don’t.

 

Too, there are also some huge life changing influencers that come to you as you go along.  Some thought should be required and the determination as to buy or not will rely on what you have become. The good on one side and the bad on the other should be considered.

 

All of us, at one time or another, has ignored the good and just hopped on to ride with the bad.  It’s possible that the bad is reinforced as time passes bringing the mind to wrongly think there was never any good there at all.

 

Sadly, without any effort to dismount that ride, there will always be an unhappy aspect in ones life.  Live with it or change shouldn’t be a very hard choice tho I guess for some it is very hard to do.

 

Each is the sole proprietor to the results of all their decisions, good or bad, no other person can make them for you.  Of course we can always blame another for a bad decision but that is absolutely wrong even if it might relieve your conscience somewhat.

 

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"A man's life is what his thoughts make of it."~Marcus Aurelius

Morning Strolls

During my morning strolls during some of the extreme cold weather.  I have a sound that accompanies me.  It is a tinkle sound.  As I walk and exhale a moist warm breath it freeze shortly after leaving my body and falls to the ground making a tinkle sound as it breaks.

 

When I begin my walk it is like, tinkle-------tinkle-------tinkle-------.  Farther into the walk and a little up the first hill it is like, tinkle---tinkle---tinkle---.  About the top of the hill it’s like tinkletinkletinkleinkleinkleinkleinkle.  It gets so bad at the top that I’m sure I’ll need to put some salt there if we need to drive out.

 

The stroll is four mile long and so far I’ve not missed a day yet this year.