Are we the ones with dementia? Are we the ones who are aging? Really? Recently, I went to McDonalds and I saw on the menu that you could order 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets. I asked for a half dozen nuggets. “We don’t have half dozen nuggets,” said the teenager at the counter. “You don’t?” I replied. “We only have 6, 9 or 12.” was the reply. “So I can’t order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?” “That’s right.” So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets (unbelievable but sadly true). (Must have been the same one I asked for sweetener and she said they didn’t have any, only Splenda and sugar; and they think they are worth $15 per hour!)
Inside every older person is a younger person— wondering what the heck happened.
Love is grand; divorce is a hundred grand.
I am in shape. Round is a shape.
Remember, amateurs built the ark. Professionals built the Titanic.
Talk is cheap because supply exceeds demand.
Brain cells come and go, but fat cells live forever.