Jason, his son Josh and I were building a deck today. As we were having coffee, Jason’s phone rang. I could hear him talking to someone about his birthday. which is this week.
“How old will you be?” I asked him when he got off the phone.
Out of the blue, Josh looks at me and asked “How old are you”?
“No way, he said. I thought you were about fifty.”
Ah, the simple things in life….
There are so many things that can factor into aging well, especially the mental component.
Right at the top of my list is a sense of humor.
About 13 years ago, I cut off the tip of my ring finger with a skill saw. As a large black lady was wheeling me down the hallway to the operating room, we got to talking.
She asked me what had happened?.
“Oh, I cut the tip of my finger off with a saw, “I said with a smirk.
“Oh! Don’t tell me that!” she said.
(I can still hear her southern drawl in my head).
“Yep, one of the guys found it and brought it to the hospital, just in case they can sew it back on.”
“Don’t tell me that!” she said again.
“Yep, and it’s here in this bowl” (I had a metal bowl on my lap with that little chunk of my finger).
“Don’t tell me that!”
A sense of humor can go along way in a medical situation.
Read the following this week and posted it on facebook:
“A well developed sense of humor reveals a well-balanced personality….the ability to get a laugh out of everyday situations is a safety valve. It rids us of tensions and worries that could otherwise damage your health….you think I’m exaggerating the benefits?
Maybe you’ve forgotten this proverb: “A joyful heart is good medicine…”
And finally…work keeps coming in. (Which is why I have not been doing as much writing).
The bee split was a success.
Had our first new potatoes this weekend from the garden.
Decided to re-fire up our Bed and Breakfast for a little extra income. Just about ready to reopen the doors.
95% of the people we’ve had stay, were not looking for the B and B experience as much as just a place to stay.
Well, about time to call it a day.
Thanks for stopping by. DM