I have fallen all my life – up and down stairs and down the Mississippi river bluff in Memphis to name a few. I have survived I think because of all the dancing lesson in my youth. I built up my body.
But I am ready to get to back to living, as I believe I put in another post. The clubs I joined when I moved here are full of young to middle-aged people. They could be not only my children but my grandchildren. I am not going to those.
I have thought of starting OLDF for us old people. But those letters might offend, if people realized that it stood for Old Farts. Maybe I can come up with something else and post in the paper and here on Facebook. It could be like a group I joined, but that one ended up being younger singles. I need to focus on those over 65----OS-FS. What do you think? Must bring ID with age.
Whether I get to this or not, I am going out more. We have museums I have not visited, the market that has novel items every Saturday, and the beach. It might be a new experience for my little Yorkie, Riley, to go to the beach. Puddin, my Yorkie from long ago, loved to chase the seagulls as they flew over.
Well, if I do all these things I will be sure to let you know. I will even be in touch if I do not do any of these things. Ha, Ha.