Old...

For us ol' gals gettin' long in the tooth, guess you never thought about those days a comin'...but they do...and all too fast once you start feelin' it in yer bones.

...and what a compliment to be 'long in the tooth'...nothing like being compared to a horse, as a woman ages...
But now as I rise each morning, I feel the ravages of time...the fingers are starting to bend with slow arthritic scorn, once strong, I now have problems with those 'baby-proof' everything containers...
and why does it feel like every bra is a bungee jump...?

...and as much as I love dog grooming, I know my days are numbered...don't freak out friends...it ain't here yet, but I've been very busy this summer with groomings and the effects are being felt in the fingers. Good, conscientious(kind) groomers are hard to find...and one that you can afford, even harder.

I charge $18.00 for most groomings, now mind you I only do small dogs, but I think it's a fair price with today's economic struggles...I never was one to gouge.
Now you know why I'm so busy...

Like time worn candles...we still serve a purpose well...
which reminds me, I gotta make more candles...argh...

...and I pray for the strength to continue in health to finish my job here on this
great blue bubble...Earth and...
Sweet Repose