Danny Danzi

kennywtelejazz
The reading glasses thing was an easy one to adapt too and I've been there for about 10 years and counting …
Getting gray , I'm OK with that even though the tree line is thinning out a little on top of old smokey …
One change that is effing me up the most is I used to have a nice round butt that used to hold my pants up just fine.
Now the thing decided to get flat and move over to the front where my stomach is  
I'm like WTF …I'm way to young to be wearing  suspenders …
 
Kenny

 
LOL Kenny, I'm sitting here cracking up at this thread and where it's gone. :) I can relate on the butt thing....it's probably because we sit at our computers for too long! LOL! I always got told "you got a perfect butt for a dude" (whatever that means) because when I sat in a chair, it left little heart prints. LOL! Now that I'm getting older and I've been smoke free for almost 3 years, the ole butt just ain't what it used to be. Hahaha! I wear those one size fits all sports pants...they seems to be perfect for butts that become tenants in our stomachs! ;)
 
-Danny

Hi Danny , 
It's nice to hear from you .
Regarding the disappearing butt thing , I knew something was seriously wrong one day while standing in the checkout line at the supermarket . I no longer had any decent looking senior citizen lady's rubbing up against me in the checkout line trying to cop a feel of my butt on the down low  …Oh well , it sure was nice while it lasted 
 

jamesg1213
Hi,
 

 
 

I'm glad you like that James 
 

kitekrazy1
Best title of a thread I've come across in a long time.

@kitekrazy1
 
In October I had my 60th B Day and it kicked up some stuff …thanks for the kind words 
 
Kenny
 
 

Ah, getting older.

I remember when I hit 60. Actually it was more like 60 hit me and every year since smacks me stupid.

My poor old dad only made it to 56 but when I look in the mirror, I don't see me anymore. My dad's taken over my identity and looks back at me. I have so many of his mannerisms and habits it's uncanny. I don't wonder "where did the years go?" I wonder "where did I go?" Still if he can live on through me that's OK with me.

kennywtelejazz
The reading glasses thing was an easy one to adapt too and I've been there for about 10 years and counting …
Getting gray , I'm OK with that even though the tree line is thinning out a little on top of old smokey …
One change that is effing me up the most is I used to have a nice round butt that used to hold my pants up just fine.
Now the thing decided to get flat and move over to the front where my stomach is  
I'm like WTF …I'm way to young to be wearing  suspenders …
 
Kenny
 

Hey Kenny, I can SO relate!
Just two days ago, I said to my Mrs, "Why can't I just cut this area of 'Chub' at the front ABOVE my belt line and paste it at the back BELOW my belt line? Then at least I'd look a lot more streamlined".
 
And sure enough - the dreaded suspenders were finally purchased just last week, and another set this week, although they were her suggestion, [perhaps purely out of necessity], but she likes them, and thinks they look cool.
 
As for the unwelcome and unwanted 'hair relocation project' mentioned on page 1, I too recently said that I don't understand why I have hair everywhere now EXCEPT where I actually want and need it. Hair where I used to have it is no longer, and where I never had it is way too much.
 
Now just what kind of really effen crappy trade off is that for fux sakes?
 
And that line about the teenager - how funny is that?
That used to be my tag line for the longest time, and I think it still might be on Scott's DigiFreq's forums.
 
My version was: 'Inside every old man is a young man wondering, "What the hell happened"?'
 
Unfortunately at 54 I'm at the stage [and have been for a few years now] where I do take up on the offer of 'Can I get that for you?', and 'Do you need help with that?', but luckily I have a very sweet, kind, loving and generous younger lady for 6 years now who just happens to love me to death [for some completely unknown reasons] who is helping with some things now as my health declines bit by bit.
 
Finally my fellow young spring chickens: I warn all not to do what I once now severally regret doing!
DO NOT - I repeat - DO NOT hang you heads down parallel with the floor and look face down into a mirror!
You'll be so effen freaked out by what you see [and will never erase from your memory - believe me I've tried] that you'll be tempted to pack your Mrs. bags for her in an encouraging attempt to give her every opportunity to enjoy what's left of her life with someone else who doesn't look like that when she's being face to face intimate with them in a horizontal position.  
 
So now you have all been warned! [And - yes, you're welcome for that! ]

mudgel
Ah, getting older.

I remember when I hit 60. Actually it was more like 60 hit me and every year since smacks me stupid.

My poor old dad only made it to 56 but when I look in the mirror, I don't see me anymore. My dad's taken over my identity and looks back at me. I have so many of his mannerisms and habits it's uncanny. I don't wonder "where did the years go?" I wonder "where did I go?" Still if he can live on through me that's OK with me.

Yeah , getting older = what a trip .
 
I do agree with you on the whole they can live on through me idea ….
A lot of what makes me who I am at my core I got from my mom.I do my best to honor her gifts that she gave me …
It has taken me my whole life to understand that concept and too accept it ….
 

jimusic

kennywtelejazz
The reading glasses thing was an easy one to adapt too and I've been there for about 10 years and counting …
Getting gray , I'm OK with that even though the tree line is thinning out a little on top of old smokey …
One change that is effing me up the most is I used to have a nice round butt that used to hold my pants up just fine.
Now the thing decided to get flat and move over to the front where my stomach is  
I'm like WTF …I'm way to young to be wearing  suspenders …
 
Kenny
 

Hey Kenny, I can SO relate!
Just two days ago, I said to my Mrs, "Why can't I just cut this area of 'Chub' at the front ABOVE my belt line and paste it at the back BELOW my belt line? Then at least I'd look a lot more streamlined".
 
And sure enough - the dreaded suspenders were finally purchased just last week, and another set this week, although they were her suggestion, [perhaps purely out of necessity], but she likes them, and thinks they look cool.
 
As for the unwelcome and unwanted 'hair relocation project' mentioned on page 1, I too recently said that I don't understand why I have hair everywhere now EXCEPT where I actually want and need it. Hair where I used to have it is no longer, and where I never had it is way too much.
 
Now just what kind of really effen crappy trade off is that for fux sakes?
 
And that line about the teenager - how funny is that?
That used to be my tag line for the longest time, and I think it still might be on Scott's DigiFreq's forums.
 
My version was: 'Inside every old man is a young man wondering, "What the hell happened"?'
 
Unfortunately at 54 I'm at the stage [and have been for a few years now] where I do take up on the offer of 'Can I get that for you?', and 'Do you need help with that?', but luckily I have a very sweet, kind, loving and generous younger lady for 6 years now who just happens to love me to death [for some completely unknown reasons] who is helping with some things now as my health declines bit by bit.
 
Finally my fellow young spring chickens: I warn all not to do what I once now severally regret doing!
DO NOT - I repeat - DO NOT hang you heads down parallel with the floor and look face down into a mirror!
You'll be so effen freaked out by what you see [and will never erase from your memory - believe me I've tried] that you'll be tempted to pack your Mrs. bags for her in an encouraging attempt to give her every opportunity to enjoy what's left of her life with someone else who doesn't look like that when she's being face to face intimate with them in a horizontal position.  
 
So now you have all been warned! [And - yes, you're welcome for that! ]

@jimusic Good stuff  
 
Kenny

sharke
I have this one freak eyebrow hair that gets about 2 inches long if I leave it. Never had that when I was younger.

Skin gets less elastic too. There's the classic test where you pinch a bit of skin on the top of your hand and watch it snap back - I remember doing this in my 20's and you couldn't even see it move it was so fast. Now I see a noticeable lag - it still snaps back fast but I can see it moving.

Sorry it took so long to get back to you …. 
 
@sharke 
 
2 inch long eyebrow hair ? WOW  , Donald Trump may pay you out some good money for that 
 
Yes , I also got some freaky stuff going on with wild hairs in a few places .   
My right ear has a few long white hairs growing out of it , I'm hoping to put them in a braid when they get long enough ..
The skin test , I haven't tried that one out yet .
I'm still trying to get used to the idea that my body was once built like a Corvette .It was fast sleek and sexy .
Now that I'm getting older my body is built more like a Volkswagen Beetle . It is slow , round , still sexy , with a trunk up front  
 
Kenny 
 

Leadfoot

craigb
No wit Warlock.

Now THAT was funny!!!

I was wondering if anyone would get that. 

mudgel
Ah, getting older.

I remember when I hit 60. Actually it was more like 60 hit me and every year since smacks me stupid.

My poor old dad only made it to 56 but when I look in the mirror, I don't see me anymore. My dad's taken over my identity and looks back at me. I have so many of his mannerisms and habits it's uncanny. I don't wonder "where did the years go?" I wonder "where did I go?" Still if he can live on through me that's OK with me.

This was such a great post, Mike! I lost my dad a little over a year ago. Going through all his stuff, I'm seeing myself in him as well. Especially when he was really young and was around my weight. As I age I too am starting to see him looking back at me. Not only that, but I was really strict with him when he got into his 70's. Not because I wanted to be tough but I just wanted him to always be aware.
 
For example, he'd stir his coffee and make it overflow leaving a coffee ring on the table. I'd wipe it up but mention that I saw it just to let him know "hey, take a look at the table after you stir". Funny thing....my girlfriend is telling ME that now. All the stuff I made my dad aware of is coming back to haunt me! But....like I had hoped with my dad with the whole "stay alert thing"....that is exactly what it's doing for me..
 
On another note, I too wouldn't mind my dad living through me....but after my mom passed, the last place he'd want to be is here in this crazy world. They do leave me little signs here and there that I can't even explain....so whatever happens after, they are enjoying themselves. :)
 
I'm actually not afraid of getting old at all. My life has been a blessing with no regrets. My only fears are losing those I love, and I myself getting sick and possibly being a burden to those in my family. But, today is a good day and I'm thankful and very happy. Older, wiser, a little grey (dying hair works wonders....no sense looking older!) a little heavier than I'd like to be, and a bit more stubborn. BUT...I'm in a great place in life so it makes it all worth it. :)
 
-Danny

Susan G

kennywtelejazz

Susan G
One of the times it hits me hardest is when I have to get down on my hands and knees (like last night, to read the teeny, tiny serial # upside down off the bottom of my malfunctioning cable box so I could give it to Comcast TS.) I told my friend, "If I'm not back in 15 minutes, come & get me."
 
Then there's the part where I couldn't quite read it with or without my glasses, so I kind of guessed...
 
-Susan

 
Hi Susan , 
 
My vision is normal for every day activities except for reading . 
Yes , I know how that feels when something like that happens . Even if I'm not on all fours , it gets a little frustrating to be wearing a set of reading glasses and having to decipher what it is I'm supposed to be reading .

 
Hi Kenny-
 
I was talking more about how much more difficult it is nowadays to get up from the floor (kneeling or sitting) to a standing position. The vision thing was more of an afterthought!
 
-Susan

My exact experiences as well there Susan.
I can get down not too bad, but not without first contemplating how to get back up again.
 
That's when the fun starts.
 
Luckily that sweet lady I'm with is usually around to help with that.
 
The glasses have been around for about 10 years now, but even with proper prescriptions, I still have the same troubles you do - I can see the damn thing - I just can't read it!
 
 
Good thing I have a few magnifying glasses, but of course I usually forget to get those first before I crouch down on the floor in some God-awful position to read some tiny little number.
 

I'm now old enough to steal a saying from a secretary I used to have: "Middle age is ten years older than whatever I am!" 

On some planets, I'm only 19 years old. 
 
Granted, that means that I can't get in, but it still counts.