This is my #bow even though I am not sure if I'm on the right page. I feel a bit like a renegade here but I'm really just having fun.
Embracing silveryou say?
Well if it means silver hair then you could say that this does not apply to me. Why? Not that I don't possess those silvers but because I have not been able to embrace them yet. Yes I have been hiding those silver threads since I first realized that they were not going away.
I discovered my first silver head thread at twenty five. My friend actually noticed it. I told her it was paint. When we pulled it out I realized that it was not paint.
Over time I embraced that one thread. After all it was just one.
Eventually I started doing insane things with my hair which I had fun with. I became blonde in my early thirties. So big deal right? Well I am half Asian and look full Asian. Honestly I had a lot of fun with being blond at the time.
If embracing silver means excepting that you are not under forty then I think I am almost there, except for some challenges that I have to get through besides the hair.
In my last post here, I mentioned that a forty year old co worker started calling me Senora after knowing me for six months. Until that time, she called me by my name. She started calling me senora all the time, and I mean all the time, after she had her fortieth birthday.
Last week I went by the sandwich shop where she works. It's around the corner from where we work. It's owned by the same owner and we cook for both places.
When I saw her she came to the open window and the first word out of her mouth was "Senora". I had told her already, that I don't require such formality. Hint hint. I told her once more and she said okay okay haha.
As I walked away toward the location around the corner where I work, she shouted "Senora?!"
My stomach turned to knots and I looked back at her. She asked me if I needed something for the cooking in the kitchen. She makes the sauces.
I told her once more that I didn't need the formality of "senora" and she just smiled and shrugged before we continued the business conversation.
That day she came into the restaurant. She tried hard not to let it slip Senora out of her mouth. It seemed to stress her out not to be able to call me Senora. Senora would be the Spanish Mrs. or the French Madame.
During her few minutes in the kitchen with Marc and I, she complained about being tired. She told us how she really started to feel like she's forty and getting old.
Marc is older than her and I am much older than her. It made us both want to roll our eyes to the back of our heads. I had to stop myself from telling her that I feel twenty five and I keep getting stronger. I refrained.
We have been noticing people we know posting public declarations on social media, of how they turned forty something, and they feel really depressed about being this age. Not just women.
It's over for them. Now all of their friends have to jump in and tell them "don't worry, you still look great".
When I see these posts, I just think how absolutely lame it is to do that. Not only that but it's insulting to anyone their age or older.
If it's over for people in their forties than I, in my late fifties, should be dead.
This is something that I should let slide. I'm not used to this kind of thing. I haven't felt this way since seven or eight years ago.
I was walking late in the dark evening. Two young men were walking toward me in the distance. One of them yelled out some cat call thinking I was young. When they passed by he shouted out loud "oh my god she's old!" "She's practically dead". Now let me tell you that really did make me want to stick my head in the sand for quite some time.
I'm over it now.
Over all I feel like the fountain of youth never goes away unless you let it.
I know we all change form but it doesn't mean we have to throw in the towel!
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Good Girl...when was the last time you were called a girl / Each day is a gift.. live it )))
Haha girl I don't mind. Yes each day is a gift as long as we are not captured by the elites and taken to fema camps haha.
What is the penalty for a non-vax not wearing a mask? Asking for a friend...
It differs all over the world right? The penalty?
I can predict every move they are making and the only way to stop it is for people to say no. Too many people are going along with the program. If there's a penalty and I get it, I won't comply. Pay that is. Just because they say there is a penalty doesn't mean they have the right to penalize.
I have not taken the jab and don't intend to.. I don't wear a mask when I go into stores.. So the vaccine people think I am one of them.. while the un-vaxed mask wearers think I have taken the jab.. This is a deliberate attempt to divide us... Only way to stop this ..is protest in the streets.. refuse to be used as a yoyo.. (Sentiment of a friend)
You are better than me. I wear a mask in stores to avoid confrontation. I am a coward. My father in law has had a couple and he doesn't seem the same. Rapid decline. His wife as well. This is a taboo conversation here. I fear ex communication.
Yes better to keep quiet.. All those I know who have taken the Pfizer are doing fine... When they make us show a jab certificate. .I'll get my food from Amazon..
Getting older is an interesting process isn't it? There are these intricate phases to it, as I'm learning. Servers and cashiers call me "Sir" quite a bit now, unless I have a short sleeve shirt on and they see my tattoos and then instead of "Sir" it's usually "Man"...."Hey man, would you like an appetizer?". I never get carded for alcoholic beverages anymore. As you said, I too feel better than I ever have, not just physically. I think when you approach our age, if you've learned from past mistakes, you're generally much more grounded, confident, and content than those youngsters could ever hope to be. : )
Thank you for your valued comment. I recently met a new employee who apparently forgot my name and she started calling me mam. I told her straight up that she could call me by my first name. The funny thing is that she is around forty or more. She giggled. I think I put the kybosh on it. I wouldn't think of calling a eighty year old person sir mam or senora ever. If I don't know their name I would not call them anything. Some coworkers in the past have called me dude or bro, wonder woman, lightning, flash, bionic woman, C money. These names I don't mind haha.
Love your sassy attitude @carolynstahl, always hold onto that fountain of youth, I hope to repeat that old cliche age is but a number till the day I close my eyes forever!
You should start calling that lady senora just for fun and see what happens 😉
Nice #bow chef!
Haha you know I tried calling her senora back every time she did it but she doubled all of my senoras. Marc and our manager called it senora wars. I just ended it instead. I hope!
Ya! Bravo! It’s all in the mind! Mind is over matter! Keep the right attitude, your physical being will get the vibes so strength and youthful feeling will grow on you!
I have seen lots of differences in people at various ages and attitudes! Young and positively fresh attitude always make you look much younger and healthier!
Yah I always forget my age until I look in the mirror. I can run circles around some twenty year olds that I have worked with. I don't feel different then I did thirty years ago.
Lucky you! You have all the strength and stamina for survival. Here, some thirty years’ old people could hardly run as they are overweight and sick. Even a tree has to age, cats get old as well. That’s natural for life. But to be able to walk and run and physically independent is truly a blessing! In the past I had to use clutches for six months!
Enjoy everyday while we can!
I so get you on people wailing about being 40 and over. FFS! Life starts at 40!!
I think you should embrace "Senora." Just here. You can be our one and only Sliver Senora and carry on being our fun-loving renegade!
Hahaaaaa! I just can't no no no I can't. Senora pops a vein in my stomach haha. Anything but that.
Hahaha!
Hmm.. I got my silvers at 22 I didn't hide it then, but now I do because of my boys. I hope that your coworker doesn't annoy you anymore. Some people think it is their way of showing respect. Don't let that bother you.. you are as young as you feel.
Yes I know about the respect thing but it started long after she met me and also she told a person not to call her senora before because it made her feel old. So you know what I mean? She was not suddenly showing me respect. We were like friends. She won't be annoying me for a while because she burned her hand the other day when I last told her she didn't need to call me senora. She will be off for a couple of weeks.
Stay strong my friend, I hope we age like a fine wine. One of the few benefits of being ginger is that we don't ever have to worry about gray hairs, we get to die with our fire domes.
Whoah I did not know that about red heads. I guess I never knew any after a certain age.
I like your sass girlfriend, I embrace life with as much zest as I can muster. It's working for me, at 66, I can still keep up with the grand kids, who by the way, ARE what keeps me young.
Have a wonderful day.
Thank you so much. That's cool about your grandkids. It makes sense. 😊
About ten years ago, an old friend who hadn't seen me in a while said
I didn't know whether to say thank you, or smack him.
Smack worthy lol!!!