I do not know quite what happened or when , but my hubby and I now qualify for seniors' discounts at some venues. This creates a quandary; in order to save money, but not face, we have to admit to our age. HMMMM..... We definitely do not consider ourselves to be old. In this day and age ,when people as a whole are living longer and healthier lives why are 'young seniors', those in their fifties, like moi, considered 'old'?? It's so true that age is just a perception! "Maturity" is very objective/subjective, and I object! Whew, a few years have skittered by since I composed this biography block. Those "fifties" are in the rear view mirror and they are distant, fond memories. Oh, I do not plan to stop writing any time soon.
Very nicely written. I am a big communicator and if more people would put forth a better effort, it would be a better place. Little acts of kindness truly goes a long way. You have identified it well. I can feel your sincerity coming through your writing. I would like to see more of the younger crowd helping or being involved with the older folks. I know my day goes better when someone has said hi or gives a waves.
I don't care for dark British/Dutch humor. Dislike Monty Python as well. Give me a bittersweet French or Japanese movie or a sad Portuguese song. I'm more introspective.
You were very fortunate. I never really fell into anyone's arms.
I need to reassess my needs. My 'romantic' efforts in Thailand had limited success.
A washing machine is an accurate descriptive for how your body is pummeled with each wave as you're drawn down and then pushed up again. I've been a dozen times and if my shoulder wasn't like it is I would gladly go again. I'm like you very familiar with canoes and kayaks although my preference is a kayak on lakes. I used to take mine out with a small cooler bag with lunch inside and water. My other bag was a dry bag, it held my camera in addition to whatever book I was reading. If my brain was functioning I had sunscreen, depended on my coffee intake for sure. We must have been fish at one point in our life.
I agree with you about the aurora borealis, I don't dare blink. They're just so glorious in color and the way the air feels as you stand there awe struck. I'm equally glad these calories don't count, I feel like I've eaten enough for two people maybe three.
I've wondered the same thing when I read about all the discoveries documented and brought back by ship. Paper that didn't crumble or mold from all the temperature variances.
I'm not as comfortable storing things in the cloud myself, I have external hard drives that I transfer data too and then disconnect from my computer so it is hack proof. Not that I really have data anyone would want but it is personal to me.
But then I think about the close living quarters on a ship how did anyone have room for storage to bring back? Darwin was indeed lucky on the HMS Beagle.
I have often wondered what makes a tattooist? What compulsion, urge grips a person seeking a career to think, eureka, there's something I'd like to do. I can picture myself doodling and colouring on someone' else's skin. I'd love to see my handiwork parading around for all to admire. There's nothing more eternal, more in your face, or even perhaps on your face. I could claim that I get under everyone's skin. Should there be at least a wee bit of an artistic bent ? I would think something more complex than drawing a stick figure is a prerequisite. I imagine an eye for detail is a given. Being able to dot the is and cross the ts could be important. Concentration and patience, I should imagine, are valuable traits. Dealing with the expectations of the blank canvases, known commonly as people, not billboards, must be paramount. There are likely conversations, consultations, mock up samples to present. The very real sitting , and executing the tattoos needs endurance. The time invested is considerable, too. I am not aware of tattooing training colleges, but maybe there is, or should be an apprenticeship/mentorship program. Do tattooists trade insider jokes? Are there t-shirts with catchy slogans? I get paid to needle people. I have a colour that would look stunning on you. I believe in skin to skin contact. Never mind a masseuse. Let me work on you. I'll show you glowing skin. Tattooists colour between the lines. This may not surprise anyone, but I am tattoo-less. I'm not anti-tattoo. I just have never found an image that I thought must be permanently affixed to my body. Sure, I've noticed portrait tattoos of loved ones. I admit to liking certain cartoons. Perhaps a literary quote, or two would not be amiss. Whatever I fancied would be with me forever. I have a memory for that. So far, I am able to remember names and relative dates. My eldest daughter is a walking, talking tapestry of tattoos. She endures strangers approaching her to read her chest. Some people go so far as to touch one of her tattoos. They are definitely conversation starters. I joke, God forbid, if she is ever dismembered, I shall be able to identify her. She assures me that each tattoo has a compelling raison d'etre. They represent a life journal of sorts. The first, floral anklet has been joined by many other renderings. Her most recent one features her four nieces' names and birth dates. I like to tease her and point out that her canvas is limited. 429 words
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I have often wondered what makes a tattooist? What compulsion, urge grips a person seeking a career to think, eureka, there's something I'd like to do. I can picture myself doodling and colouring on someone' else's skin. I'd love to see my handiwork parading around for all to admire. There's nothing more eternal, more in your face, or even perhaps on your face. I could claim that I get under everyone's skin. Should there be at least a wee bit of an artistic bent ? I would think something more complex than drawing a stick figure is a prerequisite. I imagine an eye for detail is a given. Being able to dot the is and cross the ts could be important. Concentration and patience, I should imagine, are valuable traits. Dealing with the expectations of the blank canvases, known commonly as people, not billboards, must be paramount. There are likely conversations, consultations, mock up samples to present. The very real sitting , and executing the tattoos needs endurance. The time invested is considerable, too. I am not aware of tattooing training colleges, but maybe there is, or should be an apprenticeship/mentorship program. Do tattooists trade insider jokes? Are there t-shirts with catchy slogans? I get paid to needle people. I have a colour that would look stunning on you. I believe in skin to skin contact. Never mind a masseuse. Let me work on you. I'll show you glowing skin. Tattooists colour between the lines. This may not surprise anyone, but I am tattoo-less. I'm not anti-tattoo. I just have never found an image that I thought must be permanently affixed to my body. Sure, I've noticed portrait tattoos of loved ones. I admit to liking certain cartoons. Perhaps a literary quote, or two would not be amiss. Whatever I fancied would be with me forever. I have a memory for that. So far, I am able to remember names and relative dates. My eldest daughter is a walking, talking tapestry of tattoos. She endures strangers approaching her to read her chest. Some people go so far as to touch one of her tattoos. They are definitely conversation starters. I joke, God forbid, if she is ever dismembered, I shall be able to identify her. She assures me that each tattoo has a compelling raison d'etre. They represent a life journal of sorts. The first, floral anklet has been joined by many other renderings. Her most recent one features her four nieces' names and birth dates. I like to tease her and point out that her canvas is limited. 429 words 
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