Boy, E is a hard one. Lets see . . .E is for EMPTY- NESTER. This word literally makes me shudder. John wants us to start attending a Family Home Evening group for Empty-Nesters, and I am digging in my heels. No offense to my dear friends that attend, but I am not ready to join the ranks of the childless yet, sorry. My body may be aging, but my mind still thinks its twenty-five. Even after Randee is gone, I don't think I will be ready. Who ever said that there is an age where you have to resign to being old, and lose your youthfulness, eh? I would much rather have Robin over, and play with her kids. That is why the Lord keeps putting me in the Primary I think.
E is also for ECONOMY. Not my favorite subject right now. Every time you turn around, someone or something is taking more of your green stuff away. It certainly makes a person far more resourceful in making ends meet. Luckily, gas has gone down a bit, or I would be delivering my newspapers from a Radio Flyer. Darcy actually started a blog called "Save The Pingels", where she is selling things to make ends meet, and I for one think its a great idea. We all have too much "stuff" that other people could use, at a discounted price of course.
And finally. . .E is for EXERCISE. Heaven knows I need some of that stuff, although my couch might miss me. Even if its the sit-in-your-chair and move your feet from left to right kind, any movement will do. Time to drag out the good old "Sweatin' To The Oldies", with Richard Simmons. Always wanted a pair of striped satin jogging shorts that showed my 'private bits' when I flop around . . . NOT! I do have a treadmill downstairs (Dreadmill to Micheal Scott of The Office) that is collecting dust, and its even within clear view of a very large big screen TV where I could watch my favorite reality TV shows while I gasp for air. I HAVE no excuses, so its time to buck up and join the Biggest Loser Crowd. My kids think I could win that show. Jillian . .SAVE ME!
Boy, E is a hard one. Lets see . . .E is for EMPTY- NESTER. This word literally makes me shudder. John wants us to start attending a Family Home Evening group for Empty-Nesters, and I am digging in my heels. No offense to my dear friends that attend, but I am not ready to join the ranks of the childless yet, sorry. My body may be aging, but my mind still thinks its twenty-five. Even after Randee is gone, I don't think I will be ready. Who ever said that there is an age where you have to resign to being old, and lose your youthfulness, eh? I would much rather have Robin over, and play with her kids. That is why the Lord keeps putting me in the Primary I think. 
E is also for ECONOMY. Not my favorite subject right now. Every time you turn around, someone or something is taking more of your green stuff away. It certainly makes a person far more resourceful in making ends meet. Luckily, gas has gone down a bit, or I would be delivering my newspapers from a Radio Flyer. Darcy actually started a blog called "Save The Pingels", where she is selling things to make ends meet, and I for one think its a great idea. We all have too much "stuff" that other people could use, at a discounted price of course. 
And finally. . .E is for EXERCISE. Heaven knows I need some of that stuff, although my couch might miss me. Even if its the sit-in-your-chair and move your feet from left to right kind, any movement will do. Time to drag out the good old "Sweatin' To The Oldies", with Richard Simmons. Always wanted a pair of striped satin jogging shorts that showed my 'private bits' when I flop around . . . NOT! I do have a treadmill downstairs (Dreadmill to Micheal Scott of The Office) that is collecting dust, and its even within clear view of a very large big screen TV where I could watch my favorite reality TV shows while I gasp for air. I HAVE no excuses, so its time to buck up and join the Biggest Loser Crowd. My kids think I could win that show. Jillian . .SAVE ME!
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That first picture is disturbing. Yikes!
PS mom - you weren't too excited to have grand kids either, but that turned out OK :)
Truth--you only think you know what it will be like to be empty nesters--till it actually happens and the silence is like a black cloud that fills every corner of your life. Enjoy every minute of this year--as it will not be a year but only a minute. I too feel only twenty-five but now over half of my kids are over twenty-five. Thank goodness the "baby boom era" has changed the image of "grandparents" and "empty nesters!" We are still young and still have lots of energy and lots of living left to do. Well thanks for letting me sound off and now I feel better! So us "empty nesters" are going to have lots of fun! Love ya-
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