Here’s To Never Growing Up!

I was on Facebook tonight, and I watched a video by Mike Rowe.  Mike read a letter from his mom about their latest trip to Walmart.  She wrote him this letter because she said he didn’t call enough so she would write to him. I listened to him read the letter and couldn’t help but laugh about her losing her purse and her husband going to Walmart with her to find the big blue purse, which she had left on her shopping cart by mistake.

The problem with the entire scenario was when I thought about it; that could be me one day.  As we get older, we tend to forget things and wonder where we put the remote we just had, looking everywhere only to find it on the TV stand where it belonged.  How could we have missed it the first time?  Car keys for some are the worse enemy.

My daughter takes the time to get in a few digs about me getting older and putting me in a home one day.  I laugh because I plan on outliving her and if not I think I should move in with her because I took care of her all those years right?  Isn’t that the way it works these days?  We take care of them until they are 30 years old and move out, then we can move in with them.  Leave our dishes on the counter, not putting them in the dishwasher. Or put our laundry in front of the washer to give them a hint the laundry needs to be done, you know the things we encountered over the years.  Wait, the classic:  When is dinner? LOL

Bless the older people with their trips to the grocery and at times I pray I have the stamina some of the older people have.  I met up with an older couple the other day at Walmart.  I seem to run into them in every aisle.  LOL There were a few times I literally just missed running into them.  I heard him say “Yes, honey” several times as she told him what they needed and he kept pushing the cart behind her.  She moved through the grocery section quickly, and she had her grocery list at all times, moving from aisle to aisle.  The poor gentleman looked as if he would rather be anywhere, but grocery shopping.

Getting older sucks as many of us have said over and over to our friends.  The back doesn’t work the way it used to; we hurt in places we never thought existed, and we are not as quick to add up the grocery totals for the items in our cart.  We can still add faster than the kids using Common Core math though lol.  With that being said getting older means a lot of people can get away with things the younger generation can not.  Letting loose a fart, loud as can be while walking through a restaurant, being loud with your friends because your hearing aid is not turned up enough, or racing around Walmart on the motorized carts as your wives shop for groceries.  Bless our children’s hearts as we get older and realize we don’t have any self-control and can do whatever we want, when we want. There is nothing wrong with going to a movie and smuggling in the tiny bottles of wine and chocolate candy or hanging our granny panties on the clothesline for all the neighbors to see.  Okay, that might be something we have to go to Walmart and buy just to embarrass our kids. I guess if we hung a pair of thongs, from Victoria’s Secret, on the clothes line would be just as good lol.

One day I was driving with my grandson and the song “Here’s to Never Growing Up” by Avril Lavigne came on the radio, I started to sing along.  LOL poor boy.  He looked at me when I turned up the music in the truck.  “Grandma!” Is what I heard.  Of course, I came back with a questioning look, “What?”  He looked at me and said, “You are my grandma.”  LOL, I smiled as the lyrics came on at the perfect time “Here’s to Never Growing Up.”  His mother heard all about it, and she laughed.   Every once in a while when he is in the truck with me, I will sing along to a song, and he just shakes his head.

Here’s to Never Growing Up!


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