Grant me the senility to forget the people I never liked anyway;
the good fortune to run into the ones I do;
and the eyesight to tell the difference.*
*author unknown
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Oldies But Goodies
Some hit songs of the 60’s and 70’s are being revised with new lyrics to accommodate the aging:
- Herman’s Hermits: Mrs. Brown, You’ve Got A Lovely Walker
- The Bee Gees: How Can You Mend A Broken Hip?
- Bobby Darin: Splish, Splash, I Was Havin’ A Flash
- Ringo Starr: I Get By With A Little Help From Depends
- Roberta Flack: The First Time Ever I Forgot Your Face
- Commodores: Once, Twice, Three Times To The Bathroom
- Leo Sayer: You Make Me Feel Like Napping
Witty And Wise
An elderly Irish woman was driving home late one night, her husband in the passenger seat. Suddenly she saw flashing lights behind her. She pulled the car over and the officer walked up to her car. She lowered the window as the officer said, “Ma’am, do you know your husband fell out of the car two miles back?”
“Oh, thank goodness,” she replied. “I thought I’d gone deaf!”
(borrowed, with permission, from a friend’s Facebook post and written by Irish comedian, Hal Roach)
Here’s hoping Irish ‘ears’ are smiling today 🙂
A Perfect Marriage
A man and a woman had been married for 60 years. They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They had kept no secrets from each other, except that the little old woman had a shoebox in the top of her closet that she had cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box but, one day, the little old woman got sick and the doctor said she would not recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoebox and took it to his wife’s bedside.
She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found 2 crocheted dolls and a stack of money totalling $95,000.
He asked her about the contents. “When we were to be married, my grandmother told me the secret to a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll.”
The little old man was so moved he had to fight back the tears. Only 2 precious dolls were in the box. She had only been mad at him 2 times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness.
“Honey,” he said, “that explains the dolls but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?”
“Oh,” she said, “that’s the money I made from selling the dolls!”*
*Author Unknown
hellomuddah hellofadduh 