Sunday, November 11, 2007

How old is Grandpa???

Stay with this -- the answer is at the end. It will blow you away.


One evening a grandson was talking to his grandfather about current events. The grandson asked his grandfather what he thought about the
shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general.

The Grandfather replied, 'Well, let me think a minute, I was born before: ' television ' penicillin ' polio shots ' frozen foods' Xerox ' contact lenses' Frisbees and ' the pill There were no: ' credit cards ' laser beams or ' ball-point pens

Man had not invented: ' pantyhose ' air conditioners' dishwashers ' clothes dryers' and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and ' man hadn't yet walked on the moon Your Grandmother and I got married first, . . . and then lived together.

Every family had a father and a mother. Until I was 25, I called every man older than me, 'Sir'. And after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, 'Sir.' We were before gay-rights, computer- dating, dual careers, daycare centers, and group therapy. Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense. We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions. Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege. We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent. Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins. Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started. Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends-not purchasing condominiums.


We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings. We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios. And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey.

If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan ' on it, it was junk The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam. Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of. We had 5 &10-cent stores where you could actually buy things f or 5 and 10 cents. Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel. And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards.

You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600, . . . but who could afford one? Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon. In my day: ' 'grass' was mowed, ' 'coke' was a cold drink, ' ; 'pot' was something your mother cooked in and ' 'rock music' was your grandmother's lullaby. ' 'Aids' were helpers in the Principals office, ' ' chip' meant a piece of wood, ' 'hardware' was found in a hardware store and ' 'software' wasn't even a word.

And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby.

No wonder people call us 'old and confused' and say there is a generation gap... and how old do you think I am? I bet you have this old man in mind...you are in for a shock! Read on to see -- pretty scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same time.

Are you ready ?????


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This man would be only 59 years old

Sunday, October 07, 2007

Do you realize that the only time in our lives when we like to get old is when we're kids?
If you're less than 10 years old, you're so excited about aging that you think in fractions.
"How old are you?" "I'm four and a half!" You're never thirty-six and a half. You're four and a half, going on five! That's the key.

You get into your teens, now they can't hold you back. You jump to the next number, or even a few ahead. "How old are you?" "I'm gonna be 16!" You could be 13, but hey, you're gonna be 16!

And then the greatest day of your life . . . you become 21. Even the words sound like a ceremony . . . YOU BECOME 21. YESSSS!!!

But then you turn 30. Oooohh, what happened there? Makes you sound like bad milk. He TURNED; we had to throw him out. There's no fun now, you're just a sour-dumpling. What's wrong? What's changed?

You BECOME 21, you TURN 30, then you're PUSHING 40. Whoa! Put on the brakes, it's all slipping away. Before you know it, you REACH 50 . . .. and your dreams are gone.
But wait!!! You MAKE it to 60. You didn't think you would! So you BECOME 21, TURN 30, PUSH 40, REACH 50 and MAKE it to 60.

You've built up so much speed that you HIT 70! After that it's a day-by-day thing; you HIT Wednesday! You get into your 80s and every day is a complete cycle; you HIT lunch; you TURN 4:30; you REACH bedtime. And it doesn't end there. Into the 90s, you start going backwards; "I Was JUST 92."

Then a strange thing happens. If you make it over 100, you become a little kid again. "I'm 100 and a half!"

May you all make it to a healthy 100 and a half!!

HOW TO STAY YOUNG
Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctors worry about them. That is why you pay them.
Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. " An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.
Enjoy the simple things.
Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves. Be ALIVE while you are alive.
Surround yourself with what you love, Whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it. If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is.
Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.


And if you don't send this to at least 8 people - who cares?
But do share this with someone. We all need to live life to its fullest each day.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Innocence
















After more than forty years apart, Andreas and Claire embark on an affair as reckless and intense as when they were young lovers. Widowed musician Andreas decides to get back in touch with his one great love, Claire, who is still married to her first husband, John. Andreas and Claire find that the connection they shared when they were young is still there and they soon become involved in a rekindled love affair. However, this time around, there are more complications, including the possibilities of ill health and death, as well as the impact their relationship might have on John. Written by Sujit R. Varma















INNOCENCE is a rarely told tale of seniors in love that is written and directed with a graceful delicateness by Paul Cox. Starring three veteran Australian actors, Julia Blake (MY BRILLIANT CAREER), Charles 'Bud' Tingwell (THE DISH) and Terry Norris, the film is superbly and touchingly acted. Although they may be in their waning years, the movie's seventyish characters demonstrate a palpable zest for the essence of life and love. The sometimes surprising story is wonderfully moving without being overly sentimental and completely honest while avoiding cheap theatrics. The film opens about fifty years in the past as innocent and carefree young lovers Claire and Andreas are bicycling down an Australian country road. Utterly in love, they stop to kiss and caress. Kristien Van Pellicom, who looks like a young Rachel Griffiths, plays this younger Claire and Kenny Aernouts plays the younger Andreas. Shot with an oversatured look, these flashback images are a cross between someone's memories and an old home movie. In a film that has so much is right about it that it's hard to list everything, it should be pointed out that the casting of these two is quite perfect. They look remarkably like younger versions of the actors who play their characters fifty years later.We quickly cut to the present when most of the story is set. Although they haven't seen each other in almost half a century, Claire (Blake) accepts Andreas's (Tingwell) offer to come and visit him. Andreas's wife died thirty years ago, but Claire has been married to John (Norris) for 45 years now. (Actually, 44 years, 3 months and a few odd days as Claire will remind John later in one of her few fits of anger.) Besides spouses, Claire and Andreas have children and grandchildren. Nevertheless, their love for each other has remained constant even if dormant all of these years.Once they see each other again, their lives are forever changed. Like sleeper spies, they are roused to action and begin an affair. You may well wonder what an affair among seniors is like. Certainly, the cinema gives us little guidance as to what we should expect. Affairs in movies rarely occur with anyone older than middle age.In a film that takes several unpredictable turns, one of the most unusual ones occurs when the ever honest Claire confesses to her husband what is going on. His initial reaction isn't what you'd expect. Since the story focuses on the love that Claire and Andreas have for each other, it would be easy to have John be either unimportant or some kind of cliché. Instead, Terry Norris infuses his character with a mixture of hopelessness, confusion and resoluteness. In his best scene, John tries without success to explain his feelings to Claire. "I'm old," he tells her with overwhelming sadness. "I'm tired. I suddenly realized that my whole life…" His thought process trails off then, and he is so lost that he is unable to finish his sentence."You know what matters in life?" Andreas asks his daughter. "Love. Everything else is rubbish." This is a perfect sentiment for our times.INNOCENCE runs 1:34. It is not rated but would be R for sexual situations and nudity and would be acceptable for teenagers.The film opens in very limited release in the United States on October 26, 2001. In the Silicon Valley, it will be showing at the Camera Cinemas.Web: http://www.InternetReviews.com Email: Steve.Rhodes@InternetReviews.com

Thursday, August 23, 2007

In praise of mature women

One of the perks of dufferdom is an increased capacity to appreciate people. Friends. Spouses. And, for me, women. All women. When I was 20, I had eyes only for girls my age. Any woman over 30 was ancient, over 40 invisible.
Today, at 70, I still appreciate the 20-year-old for her youthful looks, vigor, and (occasional) sweet innocence. But I equally enjoy women of my own age and beyond, and every age in between. I've learned that each has its own special wonders, attractions, magic and beauty. As I grow in age, I value mature ladies most of all. Here are just a few of the reasons senior men sing the praises of older women:An older woman knows how to smile with such brightness and truth, old men stagger.An older woman will never ask out of the blue, "What are you thinking?" An older woman doesn't care what you think.An older woman's been around long enough to know who she is, what she wants, and from whom. By the age of 50, few women are wishy-washy. About anything. Thank God!And yes, once you get past a wrinkle or two, an older woman is far sexier than her younger counterpart! Her libido's stronger. Her fear of pregnancy's gone. Her appreciation of experienced lovemaking is honed and reciprocal. And she's lived long enough to know how to please a man in ways her daughter could never dream of. (Young men, you have something to look forward to!)Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off that you are a jerk if you're acting like one. A young woman will say nothing, fearing that you might think worse of her. An older woman doesn't give a damn.“If the Lord made anything better than a woman, He kept it for Himself.” — Jerry Lee LewisAn older, single woman usually has had her fill of "meaningful relationships" and "long-term commitments." Can't relate? Can't commit? She could care less. The last thing she needs in her life is another whiny, dependent lover!Older women are sublime. They seldom contemplate having a shouting match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive dinner. Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you if they think they can get away with it.Most older women cook well. They care about cleanliness. They're generous with praise, often undeserved.An older woman has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends. A young woman often snarls with distrust when "her guy" is with other women. Older women couldn't care less. Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to an older woman. Like your mother, they always know.Yes, we geezers praise older women for a multitude of reasons. These are but a few. Unfortunately, it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coifed babe of 75 there's a bald, paunchy relic with his yellow pants belted at his armpits making a fool of himself with some 22-year-old waitress. Ladies, I apologize for my fellow geezers. That men are genetically inferior is no secret. Count your blessings that we die off at a far younger age, leaving you the best part of your lives to enjoy and appreciate the exquisite woman you've become. Without the distraction of some demanding old fart clinging and whining his way into your serenity. © Copyright 2000 - 2006—Frank Kaiser

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Almost Fabulous Movie Reviews: In Praise of Older Women (1978)
In Praise of Older Women (1978) Genre(s): Drama. Directed by: George Kaczender ... Synopsis: A young Hungarian develops a preference for mature women. ...www.almostfabulous.com/movies/reviews/2004/08/000778.php - 13k - Cached - Similar pages - Note this








Thursday, July 12, 2007