Yesterday I cashed out a U.S. Savings Bond because it has reached full maturity (i.e., no longer accruing interest). The bank teller helping me cash it out was born in the same month that I had bought the bond. She had reached maturity too.
I detest the cold. I think I must have been born on the wrong continent.
I'm the opposite. I find it increasingly hard to keep cool and when summer arrives I potter about the bungalow in my just my special Australian ventilated shorts. I keep well out of shot when Mrs RR has zoom meetings with the grandchildern
Good grief, how revealing are the shorts?
No, don't answer that...
I had to find out. When I went to Amazon, I found two alternative ways of answering that. One is in the fabric they use. The other is a netted slit on each side, which causes me to wonder, about--no I won't go there.
Wearing cargo shorts today. Had been thinking of purchasing sandals today. Funny, just thinking about it causes sandal ads to suddenly appear on my social media pages.
@Climacus I feel the cold more than I used to as well. I have taken to wearing two beanies to bed. One is commercially knitted merino, the other I bought from a church fair for $5 and is knitted from chunky wool. I think the latter is one of the best buys I have ever made.
Brrrr - double hat weather. Coming too soon to my life, but so easily forgotten at the height of summer heat. By early Jan I will be incredulous that I ever sit indoors without 4 layers and (on a bad day) two hats. And I will still be spending a whole lot on gas - that's an old house for you.
@Schroedingers Cat - I remember J is 71, X is 82, F is 89, R is 98 from the vehicles I have owned, and I work the rest out from there (though around 2000 it gets messed up and the somewhere in the mid 60s is a bit weird too). But you have to be able to recite the alphabet minus letters which might be mistaken for numbers, Q (used for special altered vehicles) and Z (which used to be RoI registrations). People into vehicles of my age can do it without thinking too hard, and it is something of a surprise to be asked 'how old is it' by younger blokes.
(ETA - re-reading your post, I think you knew all that. Oh Well!)
In fairness, I had to look it up - I used to know, but I haven't used the information for so long, I forgot. I know I used to have a c-reg car, but trying to work out what year that was is challenging.
In fairness, I had to look it up - I used to know, but I haven't used the information for so long, I forgot. I know I used to have a c-reg car, but trying to work out what year that was is challenging.
I know my parents got a new G reg Lada in late 1989 when I was 5 (and two years prior, and every two years after until they stopped being imported) which helps me calibrate.
In fairness, I had to look it up - I used to know, but I haven't used the information for so long, I forgot. I know I used to have a c-reg car, but trying to work out what year that was is challenging.
I realised I was old - and considered old by others - when I I didn't feel things as strongly or stridently as -say- thirty years ago. I hope I'm a gentler, easier to live with grandad er person.
As I haven't (yet) been banned for my 'poetry', here is another one:
Now I am one and Seventy
With homage to A E Housman
Horse Chestnuts are a lovely tree;
An invasive species, just like me.
It’s also in its autumn now,
But hung with conkers on the bough.
Young lads collect them; do they still play,
As they once did, back in the day,
When I had fruit, and knew The Way?
Oh well, it's still a grand display.
I've used up threescore years and ten,
I won't be seeing them again,
And through my self-inflicted ills
I've lost those Blue Remembered Hills.
I now forget my yellow pills.
I'm over my allotted share
And live through yet another year.
The un-eked out treasures of the poor
I've grasped, unearned; now I'm unsure
I'll hear His knocking at my door.
I've given up philosophies,
And reading dull theologies;
I listen to long symphonies,
And never to the Daily News.
But should I spend my little time,
Ignoring all the dirt and grime,
To ruminate on the sublime?
I think, I hope, Our Lord agrees,
I'll trade the time spent on my knees,
For simple walks among the trees.
In fairness, I had to look it up - I used to know, but I haven't used the information for so long, I forgot. I know I used to have a c-reg car, but trying to work out what year that was is challenging.
Rushing LKKspouse to A&E last night at 2am, we had to fill up at a 24-hour petrol station.
It was not manned, and it took me a couple of goes to follow the instructions to pump the fuel. As an ex-IT professional I felt I was losing my grip.
BTW. Why is petrol still described as "unleaded" when there is no more leaded petrol available?
I hope your spouse is OK @LatchKeyKid. Do they label the pumps unleaded to indicate they are not diesel? (I think the nozzles are different though, aren't they?)
Today was buying 60th (shh) birthday card for friend, she doesn't enjoy big birthdays. I opted for one with no nubers and just wrote the number in teeny tiny print inside the card.
I hope your spouse is OK @LatchKeyKid. Do they label the pumps unleaded to indicate they are not diesel? (I think the nozzles are different though, aren't they?)
Today was buying 60th (shh) birthday card for friend, she doesn't enjoy big birthdays. I opted for one with no numbers and just wrote the number in teeny tiny print inside the card.
I got around that by buying two 30th birthday cards for my brother-in-law. He didn't think it was funny. Then when a couple we know both turned 50 I bought a 100th card. They didn't think that was funny, either.
I hope your spouse is OK @LatchKeyKid. Do they label the pumps unleaded to indicate they are not diesel? (I think the nozzles are different though, aren't they?)
They are supposed to be. That didn’t keep my daughter from filling her gasoline-powered car with diesel fuel one time. Fortunately, she alerted me to “the strange way her car was driving” pretty quickly, before any damage was done, so we got out of the situation with just a tow and a flush of the fuel line.
My mother in law was a twin, so she and her brother had a joint 150th birthday a few years ago.
I was briefly living with my oldest aunt in my mid 20s, and we went out for a collective 100th birthday meal (I was 25 and she was 75). She forbade me to tell the venue in case they thought she was 100, but there was little danger of that!
which catalogue we perused with great interest. I'm not quite ready for the gismo that helps me wipe my bottom (what will they think of next?) but .... if the heart surgery is succesful ... I'm getting there!
Some disability equipment items are more effective than others. The bottom wiper isn’t one of the better inventions.
If anyone needs brief advice on disability equipment or adaptations, and on what your local authority should be able to provide in the UK, feel free to PM me - I have around 25 years of professional experience
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I had to find out. When I went to Amazon, I found two alternative ways of answering that. One is in the fabric they use. The other is a netted slit on each side, which causes me to wonder, about--no I won't go there.
Wearing cargo shorts today. Had been thinking of purchasing sandals today. Funny, just thinking about it causes sandal ads to suddenly appear on my social media pages.
Brrrr - double hat weather. Coming too soon to my life, but so easily forgotten at the height of summer heat. By early Jan I will be incredulous that I ever sit indoors without 4 layers and (on a bad day) two hats. And I will still be spending a whole lot on gas - that's an old house for you.
@Schroedingers Cat - I remember J is 71, X is 82, F is 89, R is 98 from the vehicles I have owned, and I work the rest out from there (though around 2000 it gets messed up and the somewhere in the mid 60s is a bit weird too). But you have to be able to recite the alphabet minus letters which might be mistaken for numbers, Q (used for special altered vehicles) and Z (which used to be RoI registrations). People into vehicles of my age can do it without thinking too hard, and it is something of a surprise to be asked 'how old is it' by younger blokes.
(ETA - re-reading your post, I think you knew all that. Oh Well!)
I know my parents got a new G reg Lada in late 1989 when I was 5 (and two years prior, and every two years after until they stopped being imported) which helps me calibrate.
First or second time around C reg?
As I haven't (yet) been banned for my 'poetry', here is another one:
Now I am one and Seventy
With homage to A E Housman
Horse Chestnuts are a lovely tree;
An invasive species, just like me.
It’s also in its autumn now,
But hung with conkers on the bough.
Young lads collect them; do they still play,
As they once did, back in the day,
When I had fruit, and knew The Way?
Oh well, it's still a grand display.
I've used up threescore years and ten,
I won't be seeing them again,
And through my self-inflicted ills
I've lost those Blue Remembered Hills.
I now forget my yellow pills.
I'm over my allotted share
And live through yet another year.
The un-eked out treasures of the poor
I've grasped, unearned; now I'm unsure
I'll hear His knocking at my door.
I've given up philosophies,
And reading dull theologies;
I listen to long symphonies,
And never to the Daily News.
But should I spend my little time,
Ignoring all the dirt and grime,
To ruminate on the sublime?
I think, I hope, Our Lord agrees,
I'll trade the time spent on my knees,
For simple walks among the trees.
Second time. I am old, but not that old.
It was not manned, and it took me a couple of goes to follow the instructions to pump the fuel. As an ex-IT professional I felt I was losing my grip.
BTW. Why is petrol still described as "unleaded" when there is no more leaded petrol available?
Today was buying 60th (shh) birthday card for friend, she doesn't enjoy big birthdays. I opted for one with no nubers and just wrote the number in teeny tiny print inside the card.
I got around that by buying two 30th birthday cards for my brother-in-law. He didn't think it was funny. Then when a couple we know both turned 50 I bought a 100th card. They didn't think that was funny, either.
I was briefly living with my oldest aunt in my mid 20s, and we went out for a collective 100th birthday meal (I was 25 and she was 75). She forbade me to tell the venue in case they thought she was 100, but there was little danger of that!
Mrs RR and I had a big celebratory '150th' birthday party not so long ago. We had a Wombles theme. Family, friends, music. Great fun!
Just recently, a dear thoughtful friend posted us this link:
https://www.independence.ltd.uk/
which catalogue we perused with great interest. I'm not quite ready for the gismo that helps me wipe my bottom (what will they think of next?) but .... if the heart surgery is succesful ... I'm getting there!
If anyone needs brief advice on disability equipment or adaptations, and on what your local authority should be able to provide in the UK, feel free to PM me - I have around 25 years of professional experience