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one shade of grey…or white

October 20, 2015 2 comments

I know that it is about time that I get back into blogging again.  The nights are drawing in, and I feel a little more alive.  Silly season is almost over at work too, so a good time to start concentrating more!

I have been reading like a lunatic – many books that I want to share too, so I may go back and retrospectively add them.

I’ve also seen some fantastic stuff at the theatre etc – my pile of programmes is starting to look rather precarious!

However, what is bothering me most at the moment is that I haven’t dyed my hair for about a year now, and I need to make a decision whether I let the white bits stay. Every woman must get to that stage at some point where they think “It’s simply not worth fighting it any more!”

I got my first grey hair at 21, so it’s been a long time coming.  It all seems to be concentrated behind my ears at the moment – you know, in the classic ‘nit area’.

The question is, am I really not that vain any more?

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right down to the toes

January 26, 2013 Leave a comment

I was sitting down with The Girl, catching up on the week’s Got To Dance.  The Man goes to the pub every Saturday afternoon, and we often spend that time watching stuff he’d shout about if he was here because we ALL know that it’s really awful and that we shouldn’t be watching it.  But hey, I can’t watch gritty Scandiwegian dramas all the time, can I?

Anyway, she suddenlt said “how do they do that? I can’t even touch my toes!”  this, from my 13 year old, skinny-minnie, gangly-limbed daughter.

“You can’t touch your toes?!” I asked, “What do you mean you can’t touch your toes? you’re 13! you’re meant to be at your most flexible!  Even *I* can touch my toes no problem”

“Go on then!” she told me. so I immediately stood up, bent down, leg’s straight and touched my toes straight away. Easy-peasy!

“Oh My GOD!” she screamed “How did you DO that? At YOUR age? What kind of sorcery IS that?”

OK, so she was impressed – I don’t blame her, I AM over 40, but “At YOUR age?” Pah!

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