Hi My Many Boomer Friends -

It's Nancy Mills. I had to share this. As some of you might know - I've created a blog-centric website. That just means that the "whole" site is based on blog technology.

Well, I've just launched this new program, the Spirited Woman Circle, and I called up this really wonderful young woman to help me spread the word in the bloggers community.

Somehow, someway, I told her that I was 56, and that I was really so very excited that I was in the blog world, since I really do love it and appreciate the new technology.

And she said, "I've met one other elder blogger, and she's terrific." I thought I was going to die.

She then in her kindness, started to spell out the letters in someone elses blog site - really, really slowly, so I would catch all the words.

I thought I was going to die again.

I'm thinking for gosh sakes, I teach the "Spirited Woman" Workshops all over the country about empowerment. Fun. Creative playfulness.

I thought I was going to die.

Any thoughts from any other "elder" bloggers or webbers - maybe we can go to each other's sites - very slowly.

What a kick!

What a kick that is...in more ways than one.

[ February 08, 2006, 06:07 PM: Message edited by: yepthatsme2 ]

Oh my word. I'm 58 so I'm sure she would consider me prehistoric. What a crack up!

It's pretty funny!!! But of course I'm only 46, so I guess I should respect my elders...
I wonder how young this girl was. Maybe you should have asked her if she still had her Barbie dolls!!

I'm an old lady of 60. Guess I better go sit on the porch and rock! And bring my cane with me.

And turn up your hearing aid!!

When I joined my new fitness club, I was told by the young "babe" behind the counter that the person her trained the "older people" wasn't availbale at the time, I looked at her, gave her a big grin, and informed her I knew I wasn't "that young" anymore, but she didn't need to remind me.
Give me a break, I don't need to be put in a catagory.......or do I?????
Lynne

I think we should come up with a new form of torture for these youngins...

I think we should send Bubba and Earl to pay her a visit. Holy Moly...when did we become the "elders?" I still think of my self as young. Course then again, my son came around to my side of the car the other day to help me out. I thought at the time, "how sweet..." Now I realize he probably thought I would fall out on the pavement. Remind me to beat him next time I see him, k?

Elder Blogger? Yuck...it sounds like a new German disease...

JJ

Ya crack me up, girl!! (Yes, I said girl)
See you ARE young!!