Well, today is the first day of my blogging life. I am a 63 year old lady--this is an amazing fact. I don't know how I got here. I was moving along in life doing what I needed to get by and WHAM! all the sudden I am an old lady. How did this happen-it was supposed to be later, much later. Anyway here I am, trying to navigate the shoals of a mature life. Did you know that ladies over fifty are invisible?? Nobody sees us. Case in point: I was driving through Mississippi when I saw a "Waffle House" sign ahead. As everybody knows WH has great omelets, and I wanted one. So I pull into the parking lot, go inside and seat myself at the counter. I picked up a menu and made my choice, then waited for the waitress to take my order. And waited. And waited some more. The staff hurried by, waiting on all and sundry. After 40 minutes (yes I am a patient person) it became apparent I was not going to have my omelet there. So I picked up my purse and went up to the register. I did let them know that I was not happy being ignored and they were all apologetic and everything, but the urge to eat had passed. See--I was totally ignored. The good side to this is that we could go into a store and steal them blind. Little old ladies are invisible...
I plan on using this blog as a platform for ranting and philosophizing . It's the only place where I can say everything I want. That's a good feeling.
