Getting Old Is Fun Not Funny
I cannot wait to drive a sports car I thought!
Now I have a red one, it took me awhile.
Guys race to see what I look like.
From the back I am sure I look young and sexy.
When they pull up and honk I give them my old face.
If I smile wide enough, they get to see how many teeth I am missing.
I get a kick out of it. I know I shouldn’t
But it is one of the few things that makes me laugh.
I cannot wait to be a grandma and live in the country.
That was my ultimate dream.
I am a grandma to ten, and I do live in the country.
But there is arthritis in both of my ankles.
Sometimes I step down and it feels like I have broken both ankles.
Do whatever you want while you are young, girl.
My dog knocked me down and I am pretty sure I am dead now.
Just determined not to believe it - easier to do at my ripe old age.
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