Thursday, July 13, 2006

A few funnies about Ageing




An email full of jokes about getting older came through yesterday during a power outage here at work. I thought I'd share some with you:




- Reporters interviewing a 104-year-old woman: "And what do
you think is the best thing about being 104?" the reporter asked. She
simply replied, "No peer pressure."

- Just before the funeral services, the undertaker came up to
the very elderly widow and asked, "How old was your husband?" "98," she
replied. "Two years older than me." "So you're 96," the undertaker
commented. She responded, "Hardly worth going home isn't it?

- Know how to prevent sagging? Just eat till the wrinkles fill out.

- I've still got it, but nobody wants to see it.

- Don't let aging get you down. It's too hard to get back up.

But this next one is my favourite - not because it's funny but because it is so true. For a period of time I did feel it in myself; I was too serious or I just did not have enough to laugh about. Our children make us laugh a lot (but less as they grow into teenagehood). And so does love and trust. When we're at ease with each other but also with ourselves, we find ourselves laughing so freely and easily - even back at ourselves!... Anyway, here it is:

Remember: You don't stop laughing because you grow old, You grow old
because you stop laughing.

Monday, July 10, 2006

Brrrrrrrr!....

Earlier today I walked from the "West End" of Collins Street to my (other) workplace. Normally a pleasant 7 minute walk, reflecting on the meeting ahead and distracted by the constant buzz of Docklands building-erecting activity, I got blown away by a freezing wind.

Then I walked on the TelstraDome-to-Southern Cross bridge (not because I wanted to, I just had to) and I was very tempted to walk sideways, because the same strong, freezing wind was blowing straight into my left earhole. Instead I moved my mobile phone from my right ear to my left one and settled with having the fingers of my left hand freezing instead.

Next time I decide to make all the effort to get down there for face-to-face telephone meetings (where two of us are in Melbourne and 4 more over in Sydney, I'll think again!...

But today it has been very cold, due to the windshield factor (an expression mainly used by British ex-pats or Australians of strong English heritage). I can't help but being jealous of some of my friends and colleagues who are soon to visit or are currently enjoying the summer in Europe...

In the meantime, Soldier On!...