Goodness gracious! I was just going to post summer pictures because I’m in Southern California but I’m supposed to post something that depicts my “own” season, as well. And since I’m no spring chicken, this was the best I could do from the depths of my iphone photo library!
When I was working in physical therapy, I remember how this one Physical Therapist in his late 20’s was pushing this middle-aged man to do certain exercises, and the patient said something that’s stayed with me since then.
“Twenty don’t know nothing about fifty.”
The PT laughed but to me, the older man was asking for respect for his own limitations based on his age. A 20-year old body will not have any idea what a 50-year old body will feel like, though that 50-year old will surely remember what it feels like to be 20. And now that I’m getting up there, those words always come back to me especially when I go to the gym and all the young guys and girls want to get me in tip top shape even after I finally told them that my doctor has put me on hypertension meds and I need to take it easy. I’ll still work out but don’t let me do freaking 20 sit-ups just because they can, and definitely not on my first day at the gym.
So, yeah, twenty don’t know nothin’ about fifty. Who knows, maybe the seaons are like that, too. How can summer know what winter feels like?
It’s that time of the week again, when I share my world, thanks to Cee’s lovely questions that seek to pry the answers from my perennially distracted brain. Here are the answers that I’ve managed to lasso so far this week.
For your blog do you basically use Windows or Mac, laptop, desktop, pad, or phone?
Except for Mr. M’s kindle, we have an Apple orchard in the house. I usually write on my Macbook Pro, and when that is turned off, I continue on my iPad. When I am on the go, I often continue the craziness on my iPhone. I used to be a Dell girl for the longest time, till my brother convinced me to buy a Macbook in 2005. It took me a year to warm up to it, but the moment I did, there was no turning back.
As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?
I always wanted to own a business like my father. I loved hanging out in his office as a little girl, and I loved playing with the check imprinter and all the other cool things on his desk. I loved how everyone looked up to him for everything they needed.
But when my parents divorced, and we lived next to my maternal grandparents, I decided that I wanted to be an archaeologist or a geologist. I had a favorite book on geodes that I read every night, and I was also obsessed with mummies, especially Tutankhamun.
Did you grow up in a small or big town? Did you like it?
I grew up in a big city – at least for the Philippines, it was a big city. Cebu City was the first Spanish settlement and the oldest city in the country. But it was also very crowded. We lived in a nice house, but because we lived close to a medical university, we were surrounded by boarding houses, and anyone who was smart rented out their rooms to the students needing room and board. There were no sidewalks on the narrow streets and so you basically had to watch yourself as you walked to the convenience store (which we called sari-sari store) though there was one that was just across the street from the compound where we lived next to my maternal grandparents and my aunts and uncles.
I guess I liked it. It was the only world I knew, and while we did go on vacation to less crowded places, I learned early on it’s not the place that matters, it’s the people around you.
How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are?
Probably 30. Old enough to know better, but young enough to still get away with crap I wouldn’t be able to get away with now. 30 was also the time that I had the best time of my life being single – playing beach volleyball, hanging out with friends and discovering myself.