Last night in Zac's before bible study began I announced that next week we would be having a social evening with food and music. Then I said, "It's to celebrate Ric's and my 70th birthdays."
After someone asking asking, "Who's Mair?" and we established that it was me not Mair not one person said, "You can't be seventy!"
I put it down to the fact they were all men. And ****s. (Please fill in your own rude word.)
I mean, I've long passed the stage of expecting people to exclaim, "Surely you're too young to have grandchildren," but a bit of humouring the old woman - especially as she makes the cakes - wouldn't go amiss now and again.
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Husband's had a few chest pains over the last couple of days so this morning he finally agreed to call the cardiac professor he is under at the hospital. I overheard him saying, "I had a pain in my chest - but I went to the gym and I was okay."
He is due for another echo cardiogram in February but we're hoping it will be brought forward.
This is straight out of Provincial Lady! They're a tactless bunch. Maybe not cakeworthy
ReplyDeleteMEN!!! On every bit of this post!
ReplyDeleteI hope everything is good with your husband. Having pains in that way is scary.
ReplyDeletePipeTobacco
I think you look much younger than 70. You have a very youthful energy about you, at least judging from your photos!
ReplyDeleteBoud and Merlot, indeed!
ReplyDeleteHe seems okay now, thank you, PipeTobacco.
I think so too, Debra - except when I catch a look at me unexpectedly in bright light. Thank you anyway.
Keeping in mind, that this day and age, you're not even middle aged until mid-50's. So, right now you're still in the middle age group.
ReplyDeleteBut you can't possibly be 70! There! Now it's said, or at least written. Sometimes when people say I don't look 63, I wonder if it's because I look 83.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie