I sure wish I knew what my expiration date is. I wish the date and time was stamped somewhere on the front of my body where I would have access to it. Of course, it would have to appear upside down so I can read it.
Imagine it. I could go out in a blaze of glory. Here’s what I’d do if only I knew when . . .
1. I will be wearing my best underwear.
2. The house will be impeccably clean and tidy. People will say “What a housekeeper that woman was! We had no idea! Who would have guessed this immaculate model home was residing under all that clutter and crud.”
4. I will have composed the text for my obituary so the family will be relieved of that difficult task. I’ll remember to mention 
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5. All the family video tapes will finally be edited into concise, entertaining documentaries. I will probably receive many awards posthumously. Perhaps an Oscar nomination or two.
6. All of the family photos will be scanned and captioned and categorized in iPhoto. Any in which I appear will be extensively re-touched in Photoshop.
8. There’s a lot more I’d like to do, but the rest of the time will probably be spent at church. Praying fervently.
Life is an enigma. We never get the picture of the puzzle. Each moment is a piece of the ever changing picture. Everyone only sees a part of it, so they never really see the picture. (I just made that up.) Boy, isn’t that scary to think in a moment of time, someone could imagine what someone is like by seeing us for just an instant. All I know is I just love the moments you are sharing with the ‘world’ on your blog. If I have anything to say about it, you would have a truck load of mac clusters so you could never possibly expire cause you would be so busy eating them. They must have some sort of preservative in them to keep people healthy and beautiful like you are.
Good morning Aunt Patty,
At least it is morning here. Ever since you started your blog I have been searching for a poem that I kept. It is obviously rules that you have adhered to the past 79 years. Well, all of this and a steady diet of rutabagas.
Have a terrific Tuesday!
Time Tested Beauty Tips
by Sam Levenson
For attractive lips, speak only words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge that you’ll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed,
revived, reclaimed and redeemed; never throw out anybody.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover you have two hands, one for helping yourself,
the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure
that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a
woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to
her heart, the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in
a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly
gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with
passing years only grows!
What a beautiful poem, Tim! It’s much needed comfort after recently watching videos on this very blog of myself from 25 years ago.
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