So................desperate times call for desperate measures
John says - I'm going to pick up my meds - do you need anything?
Suzan says - Oh yeah ! Can you pick me up a tube of Preparation H please !
John says - Why - you have hemorrhoids ?
Suzan says - Don't be so vulgar - of course I don't have hemorrhoids
Suzan says - I'm going to use them on my wrinkles
John says - DON'T BE SO GOD DAMNED RIDICULOUS !
Suzan says - I read that they help with wrinkles !
John says - I'm not picking any of that up for you -
And he didn't. But I'm going to get some and give it a whirl - I'll let you know how it works.
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We went to see a movie this week.
On a week day.
In the middle of the day. I've never done that before !
I can remember when " afternoon delight " meant something else entirely but hey - I'll take a great movie
( any day of the week - how's that for a pun )
We went to see Brooklyn and I just loved it.
A movie about an Irish girl ( my roots ) who moves to New York ( I love N.Y ) and mostly filmed in Montreal ( my home town )
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JOWL
Isn't that an ugly word?
Actually it's a combination of 2 words
JAW and SCOWL - because it's what the lower part of your face does at a certain age.
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I used to be Sassy - really - if I had to describe my character it would have been Sassy -
Now?
I'm just gassy.
Since the new year in fact - and it's bad.
Bad enough to keep me out of yoga because God Forbid I bend over and the whole room empties out.
IF THIS IS A SIGN OF AGE - DEAR GOD - I JUST CAN'T TAKE MUCH MORE.
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John says - I'm afraid to ask but why is there a bottle of Olive Oil in the bathroom?
Suzan says - For my feet
John says - You're putting olive oil on your feet?
Suzan says - I'm going to try it - I heard it works..................
Later that night I came into the room - walking kind of funny - and making crinkling noises
John says - What the hell are you doing now?
Suzan says - My feet are soaking in olive oil - you have to wrap them in plastic bags and then put socks on over them
John says - WELL DON'T GET IN THE BLOODY BED THEN - ARE YOU NUTS?
Suzan says - I've tied the plastic bags around my ankles and I have socks on to hold them in place !
It worked - holy cow - it worked - my feet are soft !
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Putting plastic bags on my feet wasn't so alien to me actually.
When I was little my Grandmother used to make us put plastic bread bags on our feet before we put our boots on to go outside to play.
It must have been some left over measure from the depression era - to keep our feet dry? I'm not even sure to be honest with you but it drove my Mother insane.
You know - looking back - in the 60's - we wore boots like these - you wore your shoes ( patent leather mary janes ) and slipped your foot into them ( I remember them with fur on the top part for some reason )
How did they ever keep our feet warm? Especially winters in Montreal !
We were bundled up to within an inch of our lives - seriously - just the slits of our eyes showing - and then those thing on our feet - the one part of our body that actually walked IN the snow?
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Ice skating was just as bad !
I can still remember the pain of frozen feet when it was time to take them off
Memories ...............may be beautiful and yet
What's too painful to remember.................we simply choose to forget LOL
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Maybe that's why I'm able to slip my bare feet into my fleece lined boots today .
It horrifies John that I can do so - but hey - my feet came through the school of hard knocks LOL !
Fleece lined AND socks?
Too much - way too much !
Have a wonderful weekend everyone - they're calling for a mild one here
Mild enough to wear rubber boots ( and bread bags )
Hugs,
Me
