Old is Relative

My youngest granddaughter has for several years done this hilarious impression of me in which the only words uttered in her shaky approximation of an elderly woman are, “I’m a little old lady.”

She also does impressions of her dad and her Poppa (aka Studly Doright) in which one says, “Hey man, you want a beard?” And the other answers, “No man. I’ve already got a beard.”

By “beard” she means “beer” and that cracks me up. I feel very lucky and loved to be portrayed as a little old lady.

Today, I’m 63 for real. A true little old lady.

Peace, people.

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

18 thoughts on “Old is Relative”

  1. I beg to differ. Little old ladies have whitish blue hair, very wrinkled skin, no teeth of their own, and almost always walk with a bent over shuffle. I see none of those when I look at you, unless you are posting with someone’s else’s picture 😉

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      1. Haha! It is a fact that eating too late, and especially within 2-3 hours of bedtime, will add to weight gain so eating early is simply a form of weight management!

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