tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post2032592256741380948..comments2024-03-19T07:59:30.752+00:00Comments on Grumpy Old Ken: Look in the Mirror; What do you see.Grumpy Old Kenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17828200865710133059noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-68716010405732962792014-01-24T15:55:09.577+00:002014-01-24T15:55:09.577+00:00Bitchy
Thoughtful stuff. Clever stuff, 'natur...Bitchy<br /><br />Thoughtful stuff. Clever stuff, 'nature', the repeating of our very being fascinates me. The old 'whats it all about' syndrome.Grumpy Old Kenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17828200865710133059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-36132431721760770382014-01-24T15:51:34.744+00:002014-01-24T15:51:34.744+00:00Addy.
Not really. I bet you are still young looki...Addy.<br /><br />Not really. I bet you are still young looking and 'with it'. Daughter will keep you with it no doubt!.Grumpy Old Kenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17828200865710133059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-26846520349302985632014-01-24T15:51:34.490+00:002014-01-24T15:51:34.490+00:00Addy.
Not really. I bet you are still young looki...Addy.<br /><br />Not really. I bet you are still young looking and 'with it'. Daughter will keep you with it no doubt!.Grumpy Old Kenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17828200865710133059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-34952749006420981692014-01-24T15:47:49.227+00:002014-01-24T15:47:49.227+00:00Keith
Another silly billy, my age group, same ilk!...Keith<br />Another silly billy, my age group, same ilk! I know the feeling!Grumpy Old Kenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17828200865710133059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-44305324730640767152014-01-24T15:46:20.918+00:002014-01-24T15:46:20.918+00:00Helen
I know the feeling!
Found your last post me...Helen<br />I know the feeling!<br /><br />Found your last post mesmerising! (My mother in law was French. A marvellous lady. Honest!)Grumpy Old Kenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17828200865710133059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-82578909064410724902014-01-24T15:40:58.080+00:002014-01-24T15:40:58.080+00:00Valerie
We are of the same era are we not! I know...Valerie<br /><br />We are of the same era are we not! I know the feeling.Grumpy Old Kenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17828200865710133059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-19065113537453806022014-01-24T15:39:53.734+00:002014-01-24T15:39:53.734+00:00Elliot.
Thanks and what an insightful observatio...Elliot. <br /><br />Thanks and what an insightful observation!Grumpy Old Kenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17828200865710133059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-9517802255417621552014-01-20T18:01:02.654+00:002014-01-20T18:01:02.654+00:00I see amiddle aged women who has laugh lines from ...I see amiddle aged women who has laugh lines from laughing to hard some times. Frawn lines from the things that have made me sad and cry. Graying hair from the stress I have survived. ( But I dye those).<br /> But if I look deep into my own eyes I still see the little kid in me who refuses to grow all the way up. I still see the gold bands of color around my eyes that really stands out and almost expands when I am happy. I can still see the scare around my month from the horrible accident that I was to young to remeber and that no one else sees.<br />I can still see alot of my mother, okay I look like my mother except younger. I still see my gran mothers nose.<br />Maybe I should step away from the mirror? <br />Bitchyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13853052900183561873noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-84596340243085297802014-01-12T15:50:22.496+00:002014-01-12T15:50:22.496+00:00When I go shopping and look in the changing room m...When I go shopping and look in the changing room mirrors, everything I wear looks awful! It saves me money, mind.ADDYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01018958238940897902noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-26973295992930183882014-01-11T11:06:22.904+00:002014-01-11T11:06:22.904+00:00I think my mirror is faulty. Every time I tried to...I think my mirror is faulty. Every time I tried to use I just saw an old man looking back at me. I took it back to Mothercare and exchanged it for another, but that one was faulty too. In the end I found a picture of me in my younger years and pasted that over it! Now I see me as I really am; sauve, debonair and a young girls dream. . . .Keithhttp://earlshilton.org.uk/wpnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-29853372120450590602014-01-10T19:46:38.565+00:002014-01-10T19:46:38.565+00:00I try not to look....I try not to look....Helen Devrieshttp://asurfeitofpalfreys.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-23556265850329091922014-01-10T10:56:06.994+00:002014-01-10T10:56:06.994+00:00I remember my grandmother would never look in a mi...I remember my grandmother would never look in a mirror; if she caught her image by accident she almost went into a faint. I'm beginning to feel the same way... grins.<br /><br />Loved this post, Ken. Valeriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12099030819314552958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4941930385963521365.post-72225778675976587722014-01-09T20:05:54.787+00:002014-01-09T20:05:54.787+00:00Interesting article as usual. When I look in the m...Interesting article as usual. When I look in the mirror, as time moves on, I see more of my father.Elliot Sampfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14376637671348086588noreply@blogger.com