Body Snatchers & Night Time 'Neakers

[Txjaybird]

When young my 4th Grandchild had trouble with saying his s's.  He would practice  " 'neaking" up on Granma and sometimes I'd jump and holler and fall over and play dead. Other times I'd whirl around and yell Boo, then he'd yell and jump and fall over.

I've recently come to the conclusion that at this stage in my life  I've let down my guard and some nite creeping body snatching entity has "neaked up on me" & swapped out bodies with me.  This body I have now cannot.......roller skate.......jump up on a horse and race bareback thru sun drenched fields........dance all nite.....throw chains over a load of 40ft long steel pipe and secure them........lift a 4x8ft piece of plywood overhead and walk with it.......crawl up under the hood of a '71 LTD and remove the carburetor..........ride a motorcycle without falling over............and some days it can't even open a bottle of pop or package of lunch meat without a pair of pliers..........sometimes it can't squeeze the pliers enough to be effective.....it doesn't have shoulder length curly red hair either.

However that Night 'Neaking,  Body Snatcher messed up....My attitude and outlook on life hasn't changed too much.  I've made adjustments.  I would like to have my old body back.... :huh: ...I think this one's odometer has rolled over way too many times.

  After all is said and done it is what it is.........LIFE.......I'll continue to dance  like nobody is watching.......slowly  

Jewellann

 

[rvpopeye]

That's what is called "Body 'Natcherally"...

 

[Wabbit]

Yeah, hitting your 40's suck! At least body wise...*cackles*

 

[GotSmart]

I cant remember much of my 40's.

 

[ArtW]

i once had curly red hair to my shoulders, too. Now I buzz it, never did like that girly hair
my genetics call for a fade to white in my late 50s or 60s, (ches is salt and cayene pepper already lol) my knees hurt most of the time, and I fall down now when I would have rolled back up to my feet even 5 years ago.
Could be worse, can't fall down if you can't get up, and i can still do all the basics, just not as well
This is why I spend time at a gym, I don't fear dying, I fear dependence on others
Well, that and I like to pick things up them put them down, weird, huh?

 

[Txjaybird]

This is why I spend time at a gym, I don't fear dying, I fear dependence on others
Well, that and I like to pick things up them put them down, weird, huh?

  Do you watch yourself in the mirror and pose and make those funny faces? My nosey inquiring mind wants to know :shy:

I once did so many of what I think were weighted squats on a slant board that I could barely move for several days.  I think I picked the wrong gym/trainer that time??

Jewellann

 

[ArtW]

I try not to watch myself during a lift, it interferes with feeling the lift, and your eyes are liars, telling you you're doing it right when you do it wrong
I do admire those few muscles not covered in flab, but normally just when I happen to notice, like pecs / arms flexing when I'm washing my hands, etc
Only faces I make are those 'OMFG this is heavy' faces, which are probably hilarious
I don't really have an impressive body, though i do have good legs and serious forearms, I'm sort of burly / fat rather than buff
Yes, I know what you're going to ask next, yes, I can do the 'Pec dance' thing lol
I can even manage a slo mo impression of the headlights of a cop car when the bubblegums are on, some of my friends think it's a scream

 

[Txjaybird]

  Thank You Art!!  You made me laugh on a nite that I needed a good laugh!!! In late 1979 after a seperation from Hell that lasted 19mos until the divorce was final I moved to Palmer TX and cashired at Knox Truck Stop.......wait for it........dated a truck driver....of all things.   

Big fella, ex sailor,  killer smile and a porpoise tattoed on each side of his chest........leaping ones when he did the pec dance.  The first time he and my 7yr old son met the young'un eyeballed him up and down and said " so you're    {name withheld to protect the not so innocent} lemme see those sharks on your {slang for breasts} dance!! There was some comment made along the lines of " you can sure tell whose kid that is ".    What can I say?   

 When he was about 6ys old I struggled real hard to convince my child that " Fireball " was a way better CB handle than "Balls On Fire".  He was a big country music fan liking Jerry Lee Lewis and Chuck Berry....my Ding-A-Ling was also a contender as a handle.....very briefly.  Then the rascal grew up!  No more electric bull riding or dancing the Texas Two Step with his Mama.......I think he was 11 then.

Thanks again

  Jewellann

 

[AbuelaLoca]

I've recently come to the conclusion that at this stage in my life  I've let down my guard and some nite creeping body snatching entity has "neaked up on me" & swapped out bodies with me.  This body I have now cannot.......roller skate.......jump up on a horse and race bareback thru sun drenched fields........dance all nite.....throw chains over a load of 40ft long steel pipe and secure them........lift a 4x8ft piece of plywood overhead and walk with it.......crawl up under the hood of a '71 LTD and remove the carburetor..........ride a motorcycle without falling over............and some days it can't even open a bottle of pop or package of lunch meat without a pair of pliers..........sometimes it can't squeeze the pliers enough to be effective.....it doesn't have shoulder length curly red hair either.

So that's what's happening? Body snatchers? A few years ago I quit looking in the mirror because some old lady kept standing in front of me, I think she was the body snatcher, cuz now I have a helluva time just getting out of bed...

 

[Txjaybird]

:s  Be wary of ghostee body snatchers too.  They are the ones you see reflected in store windows just for a second or two. 

It's hard to catch a good look at one.  I have a female one with really short hair, about 5ft 5in tall and she's FLUFFY.  

I think she might have been PHAT at one time......watch out for her as she is relentless. :dodgy: :huh:

Jewellann

 

[ArtW]

Always glad to give a laugh

This thread has the potential to become epic lol

 

[Gunny]

A friend of mine sent me a picture a few months back of he and I in Vietnam. A blond haired sorta skinny guy and my friend a 6 ft 4 moose. Where the hell did that blond haired skinny guy go? After looking at that picture I went and drug out one of my old photo albums. If I did not know I was in the picture I honestly would not recognize myself. Funny how white hair, bifocals and a beer gut (without the benefit of beer I might add) make a difference.

Many of the the pictures are inappropriate for public viewing but I picked out a few and asked my Granddaughter to find me. Not once did she get it unless there was only two or three guys. Humbling.

Rob

 

[bullfrog]

Funny how the body ages and the mind doesn't. I look at today's pictures and wonder if that's really me!

 

[GotSmart]

Then there is  


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wait for it


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The Shadow


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Think about it.  


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They are invisible at night.   :s

 

[Txjaybird]

:huh: ONLY THE SHADOW KNOWS :huh:

Jewellann

 

[rvpopeye]

"Da Shadow Do !"

 

[DrJean]

I lived several lifetimes in my younger days... had to have 5 different calendars to keep track of all the different activities... whew! For instance, married and typing his college papers as well as mine, taking 22 credit hours a semester, 2 kiddoes, taking care of the house and clothes and cooking and shopping *yeah the old days* working full time and going to church 3x a week.... plus scouting and outdoor activities ...

whew! Tired just from typing it. But it's good I did all that when I could... because I can't now.

No, the mind doesn't know passage of time regarding "aging"... we have to channel our inner children to safer activities that's all.

I tell younger people (which are most that I meet) to DO IT... if you get an opportunity to try something safe and fun or educational---DO IT!

 

[TrainChaser]

Yes, everyone gets old. Now that we NEED the energy and agility, we don't have it.

Some people change a lot, and others just get old. I was never anything special to look at. So I was a bit surprised when someone spoke my first name behind me (with a ?), and I didn't recognize the voice. I turned, and there was a man looking at me that was at least as old as me. He was smiling, and I was looking blank. As far as I could tell, I had never seen him in my entire life.

"Didn't you used to work for a vet clinic in Glendora?"

Well, yes, I did, 40 years and more than a thousand miles ago, but that didn't help to place him.

"You probably don't remember me, but my family used to take our pets there. I brought my brother's wolf in, one day, and you helped me get him out of the car, because he was scared."

Well, yes, I did remember the wolf, but still drew a blank on even the family name. I was never good with names in the first place (better with dogs and cats), but after all this time.....

Still, it was a surprise that he had even noticed -- much less recognized -- me. He had approached me to ask if the wolf had caused any problems while he was there (about a week or so). He said he had wondered about it occasionally all these years, as his mother had been worried that someone would do something stupid and get hurt. But I knew the answer! I told him that the wolf was shy of us, but hadn't even curled his lip. (He had been raised by them since puppyhood, and was neutered, which still didn't make him a domestic dog). I told him that the vet had padlocked the large run he was in, and he and I were the only ones to handle him, feed him, and clean the run. And that I made a point of standing outside the run and talking to him several times a day. He said thanks, and walked away.

And I still don't know his name. Still bad on names..... But I do still remember that rats can't vomit, and most of the lyrics to the Beverly Hillbillies and Gilligan's Island.

 

[rvpopeye]

I remember the lyrics to Andy Griffith and Hogan's Heroes............

 

[GotSmart]

99%  of people don't know there are words.



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