Poor Old Girl reaches 60

Yes, that would be me! It seems like my 21st Birthday was yesterday. I lived in Blandford Dorset, newly married, life was new and exciting. My husband baked me a coconut cake while I was at work. He prepared it during his morning NAAFI break, put it in a cake tin, then went home and cooked it during his lunch break. Bless him! It was delicious.

My next big Birthday was 40! We lived in Parker Colorado. We’d only lived in the U.S. for two years, life was exciting. My husband took me to a great Italian restaurant called Pasta’s. It was wonderful!

Now here I am, SIXTY! I live in Franktown, Colorado. Love my home! Life is still exciting. My daughter and her husband took us to “The Old Stone Church” in Castle Rock. We drank champagne and had a lovely evening.

Not sure when my next big Birthday is…..maybe it will be when I hit 100!  I can tell you one thing for sure though, life will  still be exciting!birthday

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Getting Old is NOT for wimps!

growingoldI’m 59 years young, feel pretty healthy, although I do get tired a little easier now. It might help if I slowed down a little. Never!

I remember when I went for a physical and came out wondering why I’d wasted a couple of hours just to be told I was fit and healthy. Wish those days were back. My last annual check up ended in my having to take a stress test. It wasn’t fun, I was hooked up to weird equipment while riding a stationary bike. They monitored my heart on an ultrasound machine. I tearfully remembered the ultrasounds I had when I was pregnant with my daughter. Those days are long gone…I miss them.

Well now on to a cardiologist!

How do I feel about that? DETERMINED! I am determined not to be given a regiment of pills. Instead I’m starting a healthier diet (if I eat much healthier I’ll fade away). Red meat is a treat for a very special occasion now. More veggies (I already eat my weight in them), Elk instead of beef, chicken instead of pork, etc. etc. I’m already gluten intolerant, learned that earlier this year. Poor me! No wait a minute, lucky me, I’m still alive and I’m going to get healthier with each passing day. Yes, growing old isn’t for wimps, but I’m no wimp and age comes to everyone.

 

Healthy – FOCUSED – Nourished – ME!

Healthy food

I am one of those people who has to watch what I eat. ALWAYS!

I’m not a bad eater, I don’t really like sweet things, but it seems I gain weight easily.

I have dieted with Weight Watchers, body for life and Metabolic research centers, to name but a few.

I work out as often as I can and walk almost every lunchtime. I don’t buy canned, processed or frozen food. My fridge is full of fresh vegetables. I drink lots of water, so as you can see, basically I should be slim and healthy. Why then, is it so bloody tough to keep the weight off.

Who knows?

I think I may have found the answer, for me anyway.

Juicing!

Now before I tell you about my new toy, I want you to know, I am NOT grossly overweight. I am five feet eight inches tall, a dress size ten and weigh about 165 pounds. I would like to weigh 155 pounds, but have just had so much trouble shedding the stubborn ten pounds to get me there.  I could blame it on my metabolism slowing down with age (I’m 56). The truth is, when it comes to losing weight, (or not) there is only one person I can blame, and that is me.

I started to read about about folks who were replacing one or two meals with freshly juiced fruit and vegetables. I wasn’t much interested at first, but something kept drawing me back to these articles. I did some research on Google and liked what I found.

Yes, I had to give it a try. A couple of weeks ago, I bought myself a Omega masticating cold press juicer.  Looks a bit like a Dalek from Dr. Who doesn’t it……exterminate. 

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I purchased mine in Beds, Baths and beyond. It wasn’t cheap, but I was determined to give it a try.  Guess what?

I love it.

My husband travels during the week so I don’t have to cook dinner, which made it easy to replace breakfast and dinner with a healthy nourishing fresh juice drink. No recipes, I just juice whatever lookds good, adjusting  the taste by adding different veggies or fruit. Here are some of the things I have juiced so far. (not all at the same time)

Carrots, apples, pears, oranges, limes (limes are really good), grapefruit, cabbage, parsley, broccoli, cucumber, celery, spinach, kale, serano peppers, sweet potatoes, ginger, tomatoes.

There is tons of fresh produce out there just begging to jump into my juicer.

So how have I benefitted?

1.  I have lost seven pounds in two weeks.

2.  I have heaps of energy and a very focused.

3. I feel better, healthier, can’t explain it, I just do.

Sometimes I have a glass of juice and a small piece of protein, and other times I just have the juice. I don’t feel hungry or deprived. At weekends, I just replace breakfast with juice.

Now I have to let you know I am not recommending this as a diet for anyone reading my blog.  I’m not a nutritionist or a doctor. I am simply telling you that I am juicing fruit and veggies (mainly veggies) and I feel GREAT. Oh, and I’m losing weight.

Give it a try.

If you do decide to buy a juicer, do your research. The centrifugal ones aren’t as good. Save your pennies and get the best. It’s worth it. Happy juicing.

 

 

Time

 

 

No matter how you choose to track time, you can’t stop it, you can’t speed it up and you can’t slow it down.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I thought my childhood would last forever. Our summer breaks from school seemed endless. Wonderful times filled with bike rides, walks, picnics, family trips to the seaside. Time really seemed to go more slowly when we were kids.

Was it because we had more time?

Years stretched out ahead of us with no end in sight.

We spent many long hours building sand castles on the beach.

 

 

 

 

We would walk along the promenade with our ice creams, the cold sticky creamy mess dripping on our arms, and wonder why the old folk were looking at us longingly. The would smile and talk to us, but they looked sad.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They were us once. Now their time was passing much too quickly and they watched us with envy, wishing it would slow down.

The  first ten years of our lives seem to last a century. The second ten years go a little more quickly and before we know it, we are married, with children of our own. We rush through the day, sometimes wishing our time away.

“I wish my child was older so I didn’t have to change diapers, I wish she was in school so I could go back to work.”

Be careful what you wish for. Now my child is 28 and has her own home and her own life. I am so proud of her and all she has accomplished, but I do miss that beautiful little toddler with the mischievous grin.

Don’t rush your children. Let them enjoy their childhood because it doesn’t last long.

 

 

Family

Lets talk about family. After all it is part of life’s journey and believe me that journey has more than a few tales and mishaps.

My family has never been close, which is sad. When you are young, you don’t care about anything except having fun and meeting someone to share your life with.

Every day is a new adventure. Life is fresh and new. You get excited about everything, butterflies in your tummy are a regular experience. Who needs family? Life is full.

I was fifteen years younger than the younger of my two brothers. I loved them both dearly, but they were always feuding. My brothers were both incredibly smart. One was hard-working and serious. The other was a joker who put money ahead of everything, and did what ever he could to get it, hurting anyone who got in his way. I think he had a good heart, but the Devil was in his soul.

His obsession with money (as well as other things) tore the family apart. Thirty years ago that didn’t matter, now it does. It makes me very sad.

Strange as it sounds, his death brought some of us together again. My lovely nieces (who are almost the same age as me) and I are friends again. I am in touch with their wonderful talented children and trying to make up for the years that slipped away.

Unfortunately the wounds are too deep to be healed for some of my family and they remain strangers. I understand why, but what a shame. Life is so short.

If anyone reading this is feuding with your family, STOP NOW!

Life flies by in the blink of an eye. Keep your family close to you. Stay in touch with them, even if you live thousands of miles away. Don’t let your future be filled with regret.

Yesterday I was twenty. Today I am fifty-five and trying to cram so much into the next ten years or so. I hope I have the energy to complete all I need to do.

And so endeth my lesson for today! One of my very favorite families is pictured below.