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Wish I Had Known Back Then


Here's a little silly something I got into when I originally posted on Facebook about my ice dispenser on the fridge jamming and then sending ice cubes all over my kitchen floor. Thought you all might enjoy it since it "harks back" to "when you and I were young Maggie".

Trying to pick up little melting pieces of ice on a slick floor with basically long handled tweezers - not easy. managed to catch some of them,

I wish I had played pickup sticks more when I was a kid. You never know how handy that stuff will come in when you get old. Which opens up a whole new discussion. Silly putty could be used to make a filling for your teeth. staying within the lines in coloring books could help the trembling fingers put on makeup in later years. monopoly could help us manage our Soc Sec checks. And "operation", oh my how handy would that be right now when we try to figure out where it hurts and what needs replaced. Simon Says would help trying to rememb...er what the dr said to do or not to do. Hide and Seek, don't all we senior citizens spend our entire days hunting something. And "tag" that thought before it gets away. They are such slippery little creatures. Drop the handkerchief (and the medicine, and the ice cubes, and your keys, and anything else you manage to get in your hands for a second). Dodge ball would really help us navigate in traffic whether its our fault or other drivers. The gossip game would never make it around the circle now because most of us wouldn't hear anything our neighbor said. And we need the Geranimals in our clothes since some of us seem to have lost good sense in matching up colors. I haven't forgotten how to tie my shoes, but I can't reach my shoes to tie them. Stop me please, I'm on a roll here.

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