Poem 46

Jim was a Facebook friend of mine, a gracious, loyal, good man, uncomplaining in the face of terrible illness and I think loneliness.

He passed suddenly today, far too young but having had a very hard life. May he have a beautiful eternity.

Grumpy Old Women

On Sunday night I went out with a girlfriend again, it doesn't happen often, that's why I have to tell you about it. We went to Darling Harbour which I guess might be described as an entertainment precinct. I don't go there too often and pretty much never at night so it was an interesting night for me.
There were all kinds of folks out at all kinds of functions and in all kinds of dress. There was a party where everyone was wearing white- an all white "red Indian", an ancient Roman in white toga (please don't tell me that's a Greek!), girls in white mini clothes (no that's not a mistake, they weren't just mini skirts)
I just wish I knew what that party was about!

My girlfriend alerted me to the massive amounts of cleavage on show everywhere. I don't know why I never notice it, apparently it's very fashionable right now.

There was a girl wearing a tight jersey dress that, I swear, was going to ride up to her waist.

Talking of fashion, my girlfriend and I wondered about the trend towards "Brazilians" (Fellas, if this post is too girly for ya, bail out now, it gets worse)
Please tell me you all know what a Brazilian is? Well if women were blokes you'd be justified in calling them "nude nuts" after a Brazilian!
Why, we asked, would a girl do that? are all the bright young things doing it? or a loud minority?
Imagine getting it done...or worse, doing it! .....for your job!...... all day!
And would a man do a thing like that to impress a woman?

I only have to think about it for a second and I want to grab my boys and shake them and say "You. just. can't. demand. that......and I'd disown you if you did"

On the trip home I saw some young women out for a night on the town in the most up-to-the-minute gear. They were probably in their very early twenties, the peak of their looks but the clothes were just horrible. I wondered why the brightest, most gorgeous young things are the ones wearing terrible fashions. Why spoil natural beauty with shocking clothes?

Of course, there's nothing new in all of this. It's the way of the world and the bright young things are, after all, the ones who can afford to wear something ridiculous because they have youth and beauty on their side.
I just thought the whole thing was rather amusing. I'm becoming a grumpy old woman!


"Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months."
Oscar Wilde

Hi All,
I had a great day. Well, actually it was a fairly ordinary day but I'm inexplicably on top of the world.
I had intended to go to work with the other half but woke up too late, got the lunches, blah, blah, blah....and managed to get going earlier than normal. I put caps on 500 bottles and was expecting that my arm might have dropped off by now but it seems to be still here and functioning.
Then I dropped by the shop for some stuff for the family's dinner, came home and cooked it, showered and put on one of my favourite tops and a pair of jeans, looked in the mirror and felt pretty reasonable.
A friend came over to pick me up for a quiet night out and we went to the local hotel, where I've never been but liked the look of. It was fantastic. I was happy with fish & chips, she had lamb shanks. It was beautifully cooked, great company, a few laughs. Brilliant.

Now I'm trying to figure out what to call her? Do I tell you her name? initial? make up a nickname? Hmmmmmm.........
She might post a comment, do I let her choose her own identity? or enforce one?

We've been friends almost 20 years. Too scary. She's feisty, straight talking, stylish & funny. No, I can't think of a suitable name. She'll have to introduce herself.
Get to it woman!

I'm gonna look silly now if she doesn't, aren't I?

Cheers to you all
k