Well here I am once again.. You were expecting someone else? It's Saturday night so I should be out having fun for a change after all I did my time with dogs and kids right? Just what I thought so, so why am I home doing laundry! I am young yet I can still stand on my own and I can wear a depends if I have to so I don't have to run to to pee every 2 minutes from one sip of a drink and I can still dance as long as they are slow songs, come on I want to have fun too! But as usual no one listens to me, my ferret even gives me the you are getting old look how dare he they have a shorter life spam then a bird and he is giving me the getting old look! watch out buddy I am the one that feeds and waters you! Now getting back to getting old...What exactly is the new old, does any one really know or even care...like 50 is the new 40 so is 90 the new 80 and so on. Because that is really scary if you think about it. Because, people at 80 will be driving and they will say hey its the new 80 i am only 70 !Oh My God I can visualize it and the picture is not good.

So I ask what do you do on a Saturday night? knit socks for the homeless nothing wrong with that. I would do that but I don't knit. Second thing to do on a Saturday night call friends,they are knitting socks for the homeless! Third thing to do on a Saturday night watch old sappy movies on TV but there isn't any on and its December so I can't even watch spooky movies...Bah Humbug December! I could always watch my husband pick at his toe nails and wish that some UFO would zoom over our house and just zap him up with them.They would probably send him right back down you know the saying"zoom me up Scotti their is no intelligent life here" well they would say the opposite zoom him down their is no intelligence in this one..So think about Saturday night, getting old, and intelligent life and of course Bah Hum Bug December. Because I know I will!