It’s the time of year that people start thinking about holiday parties. For me, parties always mean food. I’m a foodie so it makes sense. I’m a food blogger who loves to cook, eat, share my food and share my recipes on Recipe Idea Shop.
For many years, I suffered pain in my joints, insomnia and bouts of gastric distress. I was overweight and stressed.
I talked to my doctor about my pain and symptoms, and her response was, “Lois, you’re getting older. It’s osteoarthritis. And people start to sleep less as they get older. Get more exercise. It might help.”
When I host a party, I do my best to provide a variety of foods to allow my guests to choose at least a couple of options that meet their nutritional restrictions. I also ask my guests what food allergies or sensitivities they have so that I can make sure I avoid them.
Many women I know have stopped getting an annual mammogram even though they are growing older and the risk of breast cancer increases as you age. I am not sure why they make this decision. Perhaps they think, “Well, I haven’t gotten it yet, so it’s unlikely I will.” Of course, that’s not true.
One of my cherished friends died this week at the young age of 69. One day, she was healthy as a horse and the next day she had cancer and was in pain. The pain continued over the next nearly year and a half, no matter what treatment she received.
Are you still cooking meals at home? How many meals do you think you have made in your life? I have easily made more than 12,000 meals for my family, friends, guests and to take to potluck suppers.
Lately, it seems that every week I learn more of my friends are waiting for test results or battling some debilitating illness. The older I get, the more frequently it happens. Are you encountering this? How do you help your friends and protect your own health and happiness?
“What do you want for your birthday?” That’s a tough one, isn’t it? But seriously, the last thing retired people need is more stuff. It’s a time when we are trying to get rid of all the items we no longer use. In a few years, we expect to move to a smaller place, right?
Sometimes I worry about what my grandchildren will remember about me. I don’t live near them, and with the busy lives everyone has, I don’t see them often. Does this worry you, too?
At nearly 65 years old, I am starting to wear lipstick. Why? I’m moving into that “pink lady” stage where my scalp is pink and shows through my hair, but the rest of me is losing some of its freshness. As I age, to my dismay, I find that my lip and skin coloring are fading.