Sit There For The Presents

In all the excitement of Monday’s Big Birthday, I forgot to nag the Hub into taking photos.  He did take one of me at the end of the day, exhausted, on the couch; but that’s still in his camera and I’m not allowed to touch his camera because pictures have a habit of disappearing forever (and not just the fat ones).

As I don’t have photos of the Great Present Opening Ceremony (Subtitle: Gimme Gimme Gimme), I took a collective photo of all the gifts I had to hand.  I don’t know how to do that clever thing with lines and numbers and writing to show who bought what, so you’ll have to do without, I’m afraid.

The Birthday Morning Bundle

In case you were thinking, ‘At last!  The birthday madness is over!’ I’d better explain that at the bottom of the picture is a laminated note from my friend, Louise, which promises me an afternoon at the theatre, watching Seven Brides For Seven Brothers; followed by food. She also supplied that rather large box of Maltesers.  Have I mentioned I have the best friends?

Here’s a list of the pressies, in the order in which they appear:

• Flowers
• Almost all of the Dr Who series
• Notebook & Pen
• One of those Halogen Oven thingies
• Silver Celtic Cross
• Hot Chocolate Maltesers, thoughtfully provided by Spud; who knows how much I miss the real thing and who thought they might be a good substitute
• Fart Machine Mug, thoughtfully provided by Tory Boy, my ex-son
• Large Box of Maltesers
• Spare Ring
• Empty Box, home of my new Eternity Ring, which was at the jewellers, being re-sized
• £30 Amazon Gift Voucher
• Theatre Details
• £20 Nando’s Gift Card

Didn’t I do well?  This lot was on top of all the other generous gifts I’ve enjoyed in the run up to my birthday.

THANK YOU TO EVERYONE
who so generously donated to the cause, making fifty a big deal in the best possible way.

So, to recap: my birthday celebrations began in July and will cease at the end of October.  So much for all those celebrities with their week-long trips to exotic isles!  Four trips to the theatre and corresponding meals out over a period of four months is waaaaaaaay better.  I LOVE turning fifty!

Viv’s gift. I was wearing it when I took the photo and I forgot to include it.

Good news!  Looking for the photos of my gifts, I came across the pic the Hub took; he loaded it onto the computer in a pre-emptive strike against the nagging he knew was coming his way.  Good ol’ Hub.  Though not as ol’ as me.

I cain’t party hearty no more; I’m OLD.

In case you were wondering: This post’s title is a slight re-write of the only thing I remember from reading Laurie Lee’s Cider With Rosie when I was at school.  Laurie starts school aged five and the teacher tells him to ‘Sit there for the present.’  Laurie waited all day but no present ever came; he was gutted; I thought it was the funniest thing I had ever read (Twilight hadn’t been written yet).

 

Diary Of A Fifty-Year Old (3)

12:30

Lunch.  A girl may be old, but she’s gotta eat.

14:00

Into Stockport.  The Hub wanted me to have something to open on my birthday because I couldn’t open London, so he bought me a beautiful eternity ring. Because of my weight loss, however, it was too large for my finger and needs to be re-sized.  While I was chatting to the jeweller the Hub spotted a pretty little ring, gold with pink sapphires…and now I have two new rings!

But I only got one writing magazine.  He’s so mean.

15:30

Collected Tory Boy from the station and cooed and fussed enough to make him want to get straight back on the train to Peterborough.

Highlights coming up: 

• Chinese for dinner
• Creative Writing class
• Take out my contact lenses

 

Diary Of A Fifty-Year Old (2)

11:03

wobble jelly wobble (Photo credit: bluebakeblog)

Weighed myself.

Jumped out in front of the Hub in my birthday suit, giving him the fright of his life.

Correction: Jumped out in front of the Hub in my birthday suit with no jellywobbles, giving him the fright of his life.

Shouted, Tah-dah!  64kilos!  I’ve lost ten kilos! You have to buy me two writing magazines!

Took a shower.

Hub took a cold shower (it’s my birthday; not his).

 

Joke 921

Guess what day it is…finally?

• Fifty is a powerful age for women. You can set off sprinkler systems with your hot flushes.
• By fifty, you’ve figured out that time is a great healer and a not-so-hot beautician.
• At 50 years old, life seems shorter. No point in spending it trying to make yourself disappear by dieting.
• 50 years old: you finally get your head together, but your body has other ideas.
• 50 years old. In Led Zeppelin terms, that’s halfway up the stairway to heaven.
• You’ve got four sizes of clothes in your closet, three of which you’ll never wear again.
• You spend more time trimming your nose hair than head hair.
• You realize with some irritation that your parents were right about nearly everything.
• The street vendor says “Yes, Ma’am” instead of “You got it, Darlin’.”
• Your high school yearbook is mouldy enough to support a thriving colony of algae.
• When you look in a full-length mirror, you can see your butt from the front.
• You’re still hot, but only in flashes.
• 50 years old means no more wearing speedos on the beach. This is a rule.   Greg Tamblyn
• At 50, you’ve entered the stone age: gall, kidney, and bladder.
• 50 years old? Look on the bright side. The older you get, the more likely you are to outlive your child support payments.   Melanie White
• The years between fifty and seventy are the hardest. You are always being asked to do things, and yet you are not decrepit enough to turn them down.   T. S. Eliot
• Wisdom doesn’t necessarily come with age. Sometimes age just shows up all by itself.     Tom Wilson
• The cardiologist’s diet: if it tastes good, spit it out.    Paulina Borsook
• A man has reached middle age when he is warned to slow down by his doctor instead of the police.   Henny Youngman
• Happy 20th anniversary of your 30th Birthday.
• Happy 50th Birthday!!! Let’s crack open a bottle of prune juice.
• At age 50, everyone has the face he deserves.   George Orwell

• At fifty you’ve accumulated the knowledge and wisdom of half a century. This would be a tremendous asset if only darned senility hadn’t wiped your memory bank.
• You can finally sell those dreadful diet and exercise books that have sat unopened on the bookshelf for years.
• The best form of birth control for people over 50: nudity.
• I’m getting to an age when I can only enjoy the last sport left. It is called hunting for my spectacles.
• I’ve got everything I always had. Only it’s six inches lower.
• Now I’m over 50 my doctor says I should go out and get more fresh air and exercise. I said, ‘All right, I’ll drive with the car window open.’
• You’re getting past it when you invite women to spend a moderately grubby weekend with you.
• You know you’re getting older when a fortune teller offers to read your face.

• When you’re over 50 you can still do all the things you did when you were 17, that’s if you don’t mind making a complete prat of yourself.

• You can only hold your stomach in for so many years.

• You’re getting past it when you look forward to a dull evening in.

• Are you going to have candles on your birthday cake? “No, it’s a birthday party, not a torchlight procession.”

For Women

You know you’re 50 when…

• Your face has more wrinkles than an elephant’s backside.
• You can look back on your 40th birthday and wonder what all the drama was about.
• You’re thankful when someone tells you that you have lipstick on your teeth because it means you still have teeth.
• You purchase your moisturizer by the case instead of by the jar.
• Hair dye goes on your shopping list under “essentials” instead of “luxuries.”
• That come hither look you used to have in your eyes just doesn’t look as enticing through your bifocals.
• Your once fabulous behind now looks more like a set of mud flaps.
• Your hot flashes result in savings on your heating bill.
• You finally understand that being over the hill beats being planted under it.

For Men

You know you’re 50 when…

• You now have more hair on your knuckles than you do on your head.
• Your idea of getting lucky is being able to find your car in Walmart’s parking lot on the first try.
• You have to use your GPS to locate your feet because you can’t see over your belly.
• Your trick knee goes out more than you do.
• Your idea of a hot time is putting a heating pad on your bad back.
• You want your kids to think you’re cool, so you ask them to help set up your own page on MyFace and you can’t understand what they’re giggling about.
• Getting some action means all those prunes your doctor is making you eat are doing their job.
• You and your teeth have decided that a separation is the best thing for your relationship.
• Getting high means it’s time to take your blood pressure medication.

Happy birthday to someone else who’s turning fifty this year…

Jokes from:

http://www.funny-jokes-quotes-sayings.com/funny-50th-birthday-sayings.html

http://seniors.lovetoknow.com/Turning_50_Jokes

http://www.buzzle.com/articles/50th-birthday-jokes.html

http://www.wherewhywhen.com/turning-50-jokes-over-50-jokes/

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