Whoopwhoop, foster dog Naimah has found herself a home!
She went on a sailing trip with my neighbour last weekend where she made new friends and they decided they want to adopt
They will pick her up tomorrow!
Did you insist on visiting rights? LOLWhoopwhoop, foster dog Naimah has found herself a home!
She went on a sailing trip with my neighbour last weekend where she made new friends and they decided they want to adopt
They will pick her up tomorrow!
It's a 400 km drive so I don't expect to be visiting her very often! But her new family is the sister's of the captain who also happens to live on my road so I can see her when she comes visiting her sister!
The good news: I just ordered a new pair of glasses. It's been more than 20 years since my last eye exam, more than 20 years since I last sat in an optician's show room trying on frames.
The bad news is that I have cataracts. They are not seriously affecting my vision, so I have no plans to rush into cataract surgery, but for the first time I feel officially "old." I've occasionally wondered at what point I would start to feet "old" -- would it be my first grey hairs? Nope, wasn't that.
Would it be turning 60? Nope, not particularly. I didn't "feel" old.
Getting Social Security? Yep, but not in a bad way. Qualifying for a senior apartment building? Nope, that's been a good thing. I no longer have to worry about paying the heating bill, the water bill, or the electricity bill.
And it wasn't qualifying for Medicare either, because that has meant I can actually see a doctor, regularly, without having to go without other things to pay for it.
So -- cataracts. Now I feel "old." And you know what? It actually feels just fine. Just this morning, on another forum board, a young woman posted that she was distraught because she found a stray hair growing out of her chin and oh! horror of horrors! Now she feels like a 90-year-old and she is terrified her eyebrows will get scraggly.
I wanted to give her a gentle shake and say get a grip. Wait 'til you get told you have cataracts. Of course, you won't be able to see them ...
And of course, at the time I read her post, I didn't know I had them either ...
This one because I can still get down on the floor and get back up again!
They are basically hazel, can look green or brown depending on what I'm wearing.
A hearty renewed welcome to the forum, old woman! Happy to have you here, cataracts and all
My mother starting going grey at about the same age, @Guzzler . By the time I was about 5-6, when she was 42, her hair was a lovely iron grey color. By the time she was 90 it was like a white cloud. Mine's been going grey for several years now, seems greyer, especially bangs and around the temples, right after a haircut.
Today I noticed that for the first time, the horn-rimmed/tortoiseshell frames I tried on weren't blending as well with my hair as they did 20-odd years ago. I finally found a nice sort of gunmetal color metal frame that the young man said had a sort of green tone. I said, Oh, cool, it will bring out the green in my eyes!
My mother starting going grey at about the same age, @Guzzler . By the time I was about 5-6, when she was 42, her hair was a lovely iron grey color. By the time she was 90 it was like a white cloud. Mine's been going grey for several years now, seems greyer, especially bangs and around the temples, right after a haircut.
Today I noticed that for the first time, the horn-rimmed/tortoiseshell frames I tried on weren't blending as well with my hair as they did 20-odd years ago. I finally found a nice sort of gunmetal color metal frame that the young man said had a sort of green tone. I said, Oh, cool, it will bring out the green in my eyes!
I have some coursework to do for a qualification I need to get - but right now cleaning the oven is looking more and more appealing.
