When Did This Happen?

When did this happen?  These purplish marks on my arm???  I remember my Grandpa having something similar on his arm but I'm too young for that, aren't I?   "Oh, not so fast, Keemosabi!"

I'm exactly the age he was at when I started noticing things like that,  as a youngster..I noticed, back then, he took a lot of naps, too.  "Gulp!"

And my Grandma's housedresses?  Sure I've been known to don my robe in the middle of the day but that's not the same thing...Or IS it?  Am I going for comfort too much lately?

I remember teasing hubby's Mom about her loss of hearing and giving her heck when she wouldn't use her hearing aid... never thinking that one of her "heirs" (without naming names-but I live with him) would be in be same spot!  (He calls it "selective hearing").

When did the years creep up on us, like they have?

"Aging gracefully" ... a term I had hoped to put into practice, as the golden years approach.  You know, dress appropriately, nothing flashy, nothing too gaudy. Tone down the make up a bit... Act "age-appropriate", whatever THAT means.

But then I got to thinking...  If I'm going to get these bruise-like marks on my arms anyway, wouldn't it be more fun to "earn" them? Like by flailing them, while dancing around the house, instead of sitting around it?

A Today Show contributor recently coined the phrase "aging with a vengeance".  Going all out....   Yep,  I rather like that.  Hmm..."aging with a vengeance" or "aging gracefully"?  Well, those of you who know me or follow this blog, know I've never been "graceful" about anything.  So who's with me?  Vengeance?  GRRRR!