I'm not grouchy, I just don't like traffic, waiting, crowds, children, or politicians.
I'm positive I did housework correctly before my mate retired.
I'm sure everything I can't find is in a secure place.
I'm wrinkled, saggy, lumpy, and that's just my left leg.
I'm having trouble remembering simple words like........
I'm now spending more time with my pillows than with my mate.
I'm realizing that aging is not for sissies...
I'm anti-everything now; anti-fat, antismoke, anti-noise, anti-inflammatory.
I'm walking more (to the bathroom) and enjoying it less.
I'm sure they are making adults much younger these days.
I'm in the initial stage of my golden years: SS, CDs, IRAs, AARP.
I'm wondering if you're only as old as you feel, how could I be alive at 150?
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Dr. Bob Griffin
b...@grif.net www.grif.net
“1 cross + 3 nails = 4 given”