Hidden Magnolias

Well, the day has happened.   Somehow, I never thought it would. (actually it happened in the Spring) I am a Senior . As in Senior Citizen . With grey hair. Gasp!! Since my 62 nd birthday, I have become obsessed with this thought. I remember vividly the night I was watching a lunar eclipse and wondering about life. I counted up how old I would be in the year 2000. I was about 14 at the time. The year 2000 seems centuries away, age 44 seemed almost impossible to imagine. Now it is almost 20 years AFTER the year 2000 and that same little girl, at age 62, is wondering about life. And being 62 seems impossible. How did this happen? When I was a child in school, I would look at the school clock thinking 2 pm would never come.  Now when it is 2 pm, I am alarmed because it is 2 pm and I have so much more to do. Anyway,  I searched around the web to try to find like-minded blogs to read for comfort.  Ins

"You sure are frugal" These were the words a recent visitor to my house said after using my bathroom. "What makes you say that?" I asked. "All those soap slivers in your soap dish." Hummm, she was right. I do have soap slivers in my soap dish. Silvers that are too small for using in shower or bath but a perfect for hand washing. While getting dressed this morning, I glanced at the soap dish and though, yes, I am frugal. I am frugal. But not a fanatic about it. I have just learned over the years that saving pennies -- saves dollars. I begin to notice other little things that prove this. For one thing, I use a lipstick brush to get all the lipstick out of the tube -- especially if it is a favorite, discounted color. I just don't throw it out when it is flat. There are many more applications left in that tube, you just gotta work for it. I do take my own coffee to work avoiding the daily stop at Starbucks. Since their regular size,