I feel like my body has gotten totally out of shape, so I got my
doctor's permission to join a fitness club and start exercising. I
decided to take an aerobics class for seniors. I bent, twisted,
gyrated, jumped up and down, and perspired for an hour. But, by the
time I got my leotards on, the class was over.

Reporters interviewing a 104-year-old woman: "And what do you think is
the best thing about being 104?" the reporter asked. She simply
replied, "No peer pressure."

The nice thing about being senile is you can hide your own Easter eggs.

Just before the funeral services, the undertaker came up to the very
elderly widow and asked, "How old was your husband?" "98," she replied.
"Two years older than me." "So you're 96," the undertaker commented.
She responded, "Hardly worth going home, is it?

I've sure gotten old.! I've had two bypass surgeries, a hip
replacement, new knees. Fought prostate cancer and diabetes. I'm half
blind, can't hear anything quieter than a jet engine, take 40 different
medications that make me dizzy, winded, and subject to blackouts. Have
bouts with dementia. Have poor circulation; hardly feel my hands and
feet anymore. Can't remember if I'm 85 or 92. Have lost all my friends.
But, thank God, I still have my driver's license.

An elderly woman decided to prepare her will and told her preacher she
had two final requests. First, she wanted to be cremated, and second,
she wanted her ashes scattered over Wal-Mart. "Wal-Mart?" the preacher
exclaimed. "Why Wal-Mart?" "Then I'll be sure my daughters visit me
twice a week."

My memory's not as sharp as it used to be. Also, my memory's not as
sharp as it used to be.

Know how to prevent sagging? Just eat till the wrinkles fill out.

I've still got it, but nobody wants to see it.

I'm getting into swing dancing. Not on purpose. Some parts of my body
are just prone to swinging.

It's scary when you start making the same noises as your coffeemaker.

The good news is that even as we get older, guys still look at our
boobs. The bad news is they have to squat down first.

These days about half the stuff in my shopping cart says, "For fast relief."

I've tried to find a suitable exercise video for women my age, but they
haven't made one called "Buns of Putty."

Don't think of it as getting hot flashes. Think of it as your inner
child playing with matches.

Don't let aging get you down. It's too hard to get back up.!

Remember: You don't stop laughing because you grow old, You grow old
because you stop laughing.

THE SENILITY PRAYER : Grant me the senility to forget the people I
never liked anyway, the good fortune to run into the ones I do, and the
eyesight to tell the difference.

As I am thinking about diapers, infants, being a "new parent" again, you have brought some much needed "gut busting" laughter to my morning.

Thank You.

Just my opinion...
B

A good Samaritan came upon an old man sitting on a park bench crying uncontrollably.  Moved by the old gentleman’s grief, the passerby sat alongside and asked what was wrong and whether he could help.  Between sobs, the old man replied that no one could help.  He had gotten married only yesterday to a young, beautiful, voluptuous woman.  The two of them had gone home after the ceremony and made wild passionate love for hours.  He was thrilled; never had he known such joy, such passion.  Never had he felt so alive.  

This morning he had gone out to purchase the provisions for a hearty breakfast so that he and his bride would be well fortified for a full day of wild, uninhibited lovemaking.  His new Mrs. had promised to do things to him that he had only read about in magazines!  He was so happy, so lucky, so eager!  And, with that, he again burst into uncontrollable sobbing.

The now thoroughly confused Samaritan comforted the old man and finally calmed him down.  He asked:  “Why are you crying?  What you described sounds wonderful!  Especially at your age, you’re a very lucky man.  I’d be heading home as fast as my two legs could carry me!”

With that, the old man managed to gasp out, “I would, but I forgot where I live.”

will be the time I don't buy green bananas anymore.

Wonderful stuff.

but I'll be playing wheelchair basketball if I  have to resort to it.

Hugs,
Ciara

you are still young!  lol - these were good.... true but good.

Take a starch bath! Ladies your sagging tits will harden and Gents your johnson will be stiffened w/o the expense of viagra....

A sure fire cure to all your ills: If it can stiffen the collar of your shirts it should certainly work for you!

you mean today bananas or tomorrow bananas like stock and real estate

loosen my lips later? Wink!

Hugs,
Ciara

vertical or horizontal?  Wink!

when buying green bananas would be a foolish gamble because I may not be around long enough to enjoy them, i.e. very, very old and frail

I'm not sticking my face in starch.

Hugs,
Ciara