... you spend ten minutes trying to thread a needle before you give in, hunt out your glasses, use them and thread the first try.
Actually, it should probably read 'it's time to acknowledge you need to use your glasses when ... '
What made you sit up and admit that something about you was irrevocably broken/used up/aged?
When all fun of life gone....... you just think but can't do..........
you find a cool website and decide to sign up, but you need coffee to help pass the time til you scroll backwards to your year of birth...been there lol
or you search for the magnifying glass to use WITH your glasses,to thread the needle!
Got my first pair of bifocals this year, and I swear, they must be messing with my eyes...I would probably need a magnifying glass to thread a needle, at this point.
Or... for the glasses thing... When you need your glasses to find your glasses.
My grandchildren will bring flower to my bed and say how are feeling this morning
when you've been hacked 1,000,000,000 times and are still having fun!
OK lol this is getting depressing. How's about ... you know you're still young when ...?
Nice eyes mega. Scary - but they look like they can thread needles without glasses. As well as curse whomever they rest upon
Just a few more old ones :
When you look forward to re-runs of the Golden Girls
When people start offering their seats to you on the train or bus
When other kids ask your children why have they brought their granddad to parents evening
When somebody offers to help you across the road
When the grey hairs out number the coloured ones
When it takes all night to do what you use to do all night
When Viagra sounds a viable option
When a funeral director offers you a job as a driver due your speed of driving
...when you ask yourself to repeat what you said...wait a minute I do that!!!
When you call your children by each others names instead of their own...
That's why I am now glad I only had one child. My husband can't get is right for anything.
Ha. My mother does that. She calls me by my sister's name and calls my sister by my name. And I am slowly doing that too.
...when you get too lazy to get on a plane and go visit a pretty froggy in her very own pond
when you are saying things like you are Kenny Roger's manager... or Joan River's your wife...lol
old fellows--and I mean very old--do say things like that
...and that reminds me of my grandpa. how i miss fishing with him...lol
I know what you mean, my grandma had her little sayings that would have us stop in our tracks, look at each other and cracked up! I miss the heck out of her.....
sweet nostalgia...then, we could say that you are old enough when you see your grandchildren talking about you in Hubpages (specifically this forum)..lol
When you go a dance and the music is too loud for you.
When I was a teenager, I wanted to get as close to the amps as possible!
You know you are getting old when CRS kicks in and become highly contagious.
(No matter your age, I love it when kids ask where ya going? I always tell them "crazy...want to come?"...)
when they start to look at your younger sister and ignores you on the side...
You know you are getting old when you hear that your kid brother is worried about turning 40!
...you just don't understand the appeal of those new kids on Saturday Night Live. For example Dana Carvey.
you know you are getting old when everything on tv is about violence and bloodshed and your kids think its pretty cool. This must be what technology is about. lol
xixi12, these kids wouldn't know what to do with themselves if the only music source on TV was American Band Stand with Dick Clark instead of MTV and VH1...
I used to love watching that show. I learned so many dance steps from it! LOL
For the most part, I've remained free of any signs of feeling aware that I'm getting "old", but there's one that keeps showing up for me:
I have a window that sticks, so each Spring when I open it I tend to pull muscles when doing it. Inevitably, the day after opening that window I'll have "chest pain". Also inevitably, I've found myself wondering if that pain might be a heart attack, at least until I remember I opened the window. 20 years ago I wouldn't have wondered if it might be a heart attack. For the last several years, I've wondered about it until I finally realized what happens every Spring - so now I've stopped wondering if it "might be a mild heart attack". That's not my "thing" about knowing I'm getting "old", though. My "thing" about knowing I'm getting "old" is that I'm now old enough to have had that happen for a few years, and I've now begun to ignore those "chest pains" when they show up each Spring. THAT is how I know I'm getting "old".
When you're young you think of things like muscle pulls and minor pains as "a muscle pull or a minor pain". When you're sort of old-ish you don't think of them as muscle pulls/minor pains until after you're at least considered that they could be a heart attack or a sign of arthritis. Once you age beyond that stage and stop thinking those little injuries "might be a sign of something more serious", you just start writing them all off as "nothing".
The way I see it, the next phase of oldness will be when the aches and pains get to be more than minor ones, I'll still be calling them "nothing", and someone will start thinking I'm either "being a martyr" or else being "too senile to know it isn't 'nothing'".
I turned 25 about 2.5 weeks ago and when I think that I am a quarter of a century, I feel old.
Going to my high school reunion and seeing how many of my classmates have passed away. OUCH!
When you make as much noise getting into bed as you do getting out of bed.
I don't think we truly get old until we stop learning something every day.
you know when you are getting old when you speak so often about the ......
good old days
This generation is like this or that...
when you find everything younger people do is in poor taste, odious and lacking good upbringing
when gravity pulls you down more often
When I was maybe three or four, my father and a long time buddy of his were reminiscing about the past, they laughed and laughed and yet looked slightly sad. I felt oddly jealous, stomped into the kitchen and announced "I wish I was old enough to have memories!!"
They looked startled at first, I should have been in bed, and burst in to laughter. My dad smiled and said "they aren't what you think they are kid. Enjoy your youth while you have it." I admitted I was getting older when I realized I'm old enough to have plenty of "good old day" stories now. And my kids are sick of hearing them....
When you go to your daughter's (surprise) 25th birthday party and realize (because your own mother isn't there) that you are the oldest person at the party...that stings!
But I still act and feel young!
Ive been the oldest at nearly every party Ive been to. It gets easier.
Well I certainly hope so...either that, or I'll just have to force my husband to come with me.
my hubby is younger then me! ha ha. so I had to get used to it.
All my hubbies, except for the first one, have been younger than I am... having a younger hubbie makes one feel younger too.
take it from me, you're really old when you stop partying completely! and start staying home to babysit your cat! (not that I even have a cat) *mumbling sompin and wanderin away*
or you have memory lapses, constant bones cracking from simple movements.
I have memory lapses all of the time.
My husband took me out for "Mexican" food the other night. We were chatting and I asked "So what are you having?" he answered "Chicken Burritos." We chatted for about another minute, or so, and I looked up at him and said "So what are you having?"
He looked at me and said "SERIOUSLY???"
Of course it's far worse for some... But you'd have to be an Old B......, if you complained in a french restaurant that the frogsleg soup that you had spilled all over the table, your lap and the floor, had got there because the legs had still been kicking when the soup was served! (Even though it was french onion!)
True Story... He was drunk and he had gobbled down 3/4 and then intentionally spilled the rest, in the hope that he could dodge the bill!
It Backfired when the manager agreed to forgo the bill if he returned the Frogs Legs, before they kicked anyone else's soup everywhere!
When he grabbed the asparagus off a lady's meal and tried to give it to the manager, telling him that he'd found them trying to kick her lunch onto the floor ... he got Frog Hopped out the doors!
(You Know I've Never Tried That Again Since!)
Oh I have a good one for you guys:
You know you are getting old when your teenagers ask you, "Who is Stevie Wonder?" with a serious face!
I could not believe it. I had to stop myself from giving them my "Are you serious?" attitude! LOL
You know you are getting old when your children think "The Taking of Pelham 1,2,3" & "Hairspray" movie with John Travolta are the originals.
We had a discussion at work (these are co-workers not our children). I said my favorite Christmas show was White Christmas. One said "Oh I know that one....it's the one with Santa and the little girl". Another goes.."No that's Miracle on 52nd Street". A lady my age goes "Yes, with Danny Kay and Bing Crosby....good movie". The first two go Danny who?.
My husband said one day..."Hey look!! over there, its Elvis!!" And my youngest in a most frustrated voice yelled "Daddy!!" *huge sigh* "I don't even know what an Elvis IS!!!!"
I find it most difficult to give myself a pedicure, and hate it. Is that a sign of aging?
When you start up a set of stairs and at the half way point---you don't remember if were going up or down. That's getting old.
...not there yet...i'll know - when i can't pull my bike upright and off its kickstand....then it'll be time to do somethin' different like bingo or bridge or hanging out in vegas gambling ....
You know you are getting old when you get a concussion, and can not start your next game.
When you start looking for blue jeans with elastic bands around the waist!
When you start and saying and feeling all the things that you've been hearing old folks saying and feeling for years. You know...All the ones you promised yourself that you would never say or feel...when you got old.
...lol....elastic bands on blue jeans....and the waist gets higher for some....really high...i guess if that happens to me...my legs will look longer?...or everything below that high waist starts shifting south....and my legs will get shorter?
You know your getting old when prune juice is a staple item.
You've always talked to yourself and you've always gotten answers. You know you're getting old when you ask your answers to please repeat that.
when you're looking for your cellphone in your handbag while talking to somebody (and you have only one cellphone)
when you're flirting your best and the guy just stares at you a bit, and then turns and walks away! (or, it could be the guy is getting old, hmmmmmm. . .)
You know you are getting old when you enjoy playing games with your grandchildren even if you lose.
LOL, I wrote hub with the same title as this thread about a year ago, (well mine was called "You know you are getting old when..." rather than "You know you're getting old when"). I wish I had thought of some of the excellent ideas here at the time,although I see a fair few that I did include have not yet been mentioned here. It is always a funny topic when you start to compare notes I have to say.
I'm trying to imagine old people wearing the POCKET GLOVE JEANS...hahaha
When you use the dreaded phrases, 'Back in my day' or 'When I was Your Age'. Eek, there are times when I can't help myself.
"You know you're getting old when you don't do drugs anymore, 'cause you can get the same effect just by standing up really fast"
(I've just find this thing out in the web..and it really made me smile..)
You know you are getting old when:
1. you search for your glasses everywhere only to have your grandchild say that its tuck behind your ears(lol);
2. you find cellular phone and computers as aliens;
3. you get nasty when somebody asks your age;
4. you dance cha-cha to Taylor Swift's songs,hahaha;
5. when you fall asleep in front of the television and gets angry when somebody switched to another channel (my grandpa does,haha);
6. when you don't argue that often anymore.
just a thought..
You know you are getting old when you know you're just sleeping but others think you are dead..
.... you remember learning to type on a manual Underwood typewriter that had no markings on the keys....
.... a stranger walks by, and compliments you on your grandson when it is really your own son ....
.... gravity is no longer a friend ....
.... party throwers provide a solitary candle on your birthday cake ....
.... fashion trends come around, not once or twice, but thrice and you remember the first go around ....
.... you do the same thing but expect a different result ....
okay, I'm starting to feel really, really old... geez, thanks Froggy
Nah, you could never get older Beth. Angels like you only get cuter as you age, never older.
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