Ok, so I turned 50 on Friday and I threw myself a big party with 45 in attendance. We played games, had a pinata, and I read a poem I had written for the occasion after which I did 5 count them 5 cartwheels! Our first game was a whoopee cushion relay race where you had to run down while blowing up the whoopee cushion with a straw then you had to sit on it where in it would make a silly noise. The next game was a memory game where the guests paired up and the loser won the prize (they found that out after the game was over). We also played pin the tail on Strawberry Shortcake's dog with a pair of glasses smeared with Vaseline. The space ship pinata contained bags of prunes, antacids, muscle ache cream, joint therapy pills, "50 sucks" suckers, tapioca pudding cups, and glow bracelets. I am including the poem I wrote and I will post additional pictures as soon as my photographer gets them to me. I think everyone had a good time and I had a blast seeing everyone play those games!!
50
Ok, so it's true, I'm getting old
I'm "over the hill" so I am told.
I need to wear glasses especially to read
And my memory has already gone to seed.
Gravity isn't nice to me anymore
Things keep drooping closer to the floor.
I have little hairs popping up on my face
And brown liver spots all over the place.
I have varicose veins, my circulation is poor
My knees are achy, my joints are sore.
I am losing my hearing, I can't eat late at night
Sleep now avoids me, mood swings I fight.
No more jumping on trampolines for me
No sneezing, laughing, coughing or I'll ____
But...
I do enjoy the little things like...
Talking to grand kids on the computer some days
Loving music in all different ways.
Friday date night with my special man
An occasional matinee movie when I can.
The best part about all of this is you see..
Ray is 3 years 9 months older than me!!!
