The New Rage on Aging Series -Season 2. Laughing out Louder.

Who can touch their toes?

As you are on the way down traveling south past your new hip, you might bypass the pins and screws in your knee or perhaps an ankle. Vayismir.

Destination -our newly coiffed toe nails. We stopped at Dr. You Nailed this before we picked up six bialys to freeze from The Boys.

We change our top, put on some lipstick and get ready to meet at Poppies for the early bird dinner/lunch for tomorrow.

We ask to have our table changed a few times as the A/C was blowing right on us. We put on the new/saving for an occasion cardigan sweater we got at the Flea Market on Sample Rd. a few years back. Miss the place. You shouldn’t know from the $1.00 store within a store and unfortunately now you won’t. 

 After we pool our medical updates, compare specialists and order a sloe gin fizz we ask for the bread to be heated. You could plotz as we wait for 20 minutes until we see our waiter again. Ok then, the conversation ensues with a new pill for this, a new procedure for that. As long as our “funny bone” is intact- we got this. We talk over one another about our tennis game, a round of golf, the new group pilates class. We acclimate to the “back nine” with our new cataract less foresight, becoming our new hindsight. So just for today we will put on our prescription less rose colored glasses. Tomorrow we will go to the we got Lucky dept. at Bloomingdales and feel grateful that a table opened up at the Mediterranean restaurant on Federal Highway. They give you all the hummus and Baba ganoush we can eat and we will watch as the belly dancer shakes her age appropriate belly fat from table to table. 😎 So glad you are sitting next to us cause Gladys spits when she talks, you shouldn’t know from this too. 

Go ahead take the after dinner mints and put them in the baggie in the glove compartment.  Have a great Saturday, 

 a.k.a. Bogo day at Publix.