Age Before Beauty

These beauties are all over 80, and the one in the middle, 98. See, there is hope for us all.

Mama tells me they used to say that when she was young when someone pushed in front of you through a door or somewhere. “Age before beauty,” the kids would yell, and then crack up.

But now, being a bit more…er…sophisticated and over, say, 40, mama is rethinking age and just what one might do to keep one’s original young-at-heart attitude about life and not fall into that pit that some do as they move along in years.

Now I’m going to be a bit blunt here. I don’t use if-fy words in my blog but I can’t say it any other way and I’m quoting mama anyway so I’m not responsible. But here is mama’s recipe for staying young and feeling good in your own skin and embracing the change from…er…40 to…er…whatever:

How Not To Be An Old Fart

Laugh a lot

Be adaptible

Be open to new ideas from anywhere and anyone

Read everything you can

Be patient (oh, boy, mama has to really work on this one, if you ask me; this KITTY is the one who’s patient around here)

Be loving and kind

And especially: be flexible, except when you have to pee

That’s it, folks.  Beauty will come.

Of course, I do all of those things all the time so I’ll never get old and cranky and demanding and irritated with changes all around me, LIKE SOME PEOPLE I KNOW.

Just kidding…I want my dinner, after all.

Mama forgot to mention, “Chew on things”–great for preserving the teeth for eating all those things everyone tells you not to eat but should be eaten anyway because you are over…er…40 and should give yourself a break every now and then!

When I’m 40, I’m heading for that chicken mama left out again.

Well, someone got there before I did…