Note from the Eldercare Underground:
Age is all relative. Or all your relatives are aged. Whatever.
Well, the good news is my mother was pretty close today on guessing her correct age. You’ll remember she had speculated before that her age was anywhere from 300 years to 3,000—with her latest estimate at Sunday’s visit that she’s 32.
I guess that makes me my own grandma.
So today when I went to visit her, she again asked me how old she was.
My standard answer has been, “How old do you think you are?”
She said with confidence, “I’m 93.”
I told her that was almost correct since she isn’t officially going to be 93 until September. But still….not bad.
Then, by way of trying to keep up my end of the conversation, I said brightly,
“My birthday is this Sunday. I’m going to be 65!”
To which she replied, “So what?”
If you think about it, 65 doesn’t sound like much when you’re pushing 300.
I just love your humor! Thanks for bringing laughter into my day.
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Happy Birthday!!
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Smiling again….. love your humor….. Happy Birthday for Sunday!!!!
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Well, I think 65 is a great thing to celebrate! Happy Birthday a few days early. Have a great day! Hope you make it to 300!
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a fellow Gemini – happy birthday!
how is it that our mothers can always push those buttons? way to make it bounce off of you…
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She never misses a shot, does she?!!!
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Her snark is a crowd pleaser! Hey, happy b-day, buddy. You and my favorite mens tennis player, Rafa Nadal, share the same birthday (but you have a few years on him)!
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Oh, I LIKE you!
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