Re: I've Always Liked this - When I am Old

[Guest guest]

Molly, I don't go for the spitting part, but I'd sure love to be

able to eat what I want, when I want and not worry about a thing!

I sure hope there aren't calories in heaven!

Patty

--- In , " Molly Bloom " <mollyb54@b...>

wrote:

>

> When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

> With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,

> And I shall spend my pension

> on brandy and summer gloves

> And satin sandals,

> and say we've no money for butter.

> I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired,

> And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells,

> And run my stick along the public railings,

> And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

> I shall go out in my slippers in the rain

> And pick the flowers in other people's gardens,

> And learn to spit.

> You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,

> And eat three pounds of sausages at a go,

> Or only bread and pickle for a week,

> And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats

> and things in boxes.

> But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,

> And pay our rent and not swear in the street,

> And set a good example for the children.

> We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.

> But maybe I ought to practise a little now?

> So people who know me

> are not too shocked and surprised,

> When suddenly I am old

> and start to wear purple!

>

> ph

>

[Guest guest]

I agree about the spitting. ;-)

Heaven must be calorie-less!!!

> >

> > When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

> > With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,

> > And I shall spend my pension

> > on brandy and summer gloves

> > And satin sandals,

> > and say we've no money for butter.

> > I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired,

> > And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells,

> > And run my stick along the public railings,

> > And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

> > I shall go out in my slippers in the rain

> > And pick the flowers in other people's gardens,

> > And learn to spit.

> > You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,

> > And eat three pounds of sausages at a go,

> > Or only bread and pickle for a week,

> > And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats

> > and things in boxes.

> > But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,

> > And pay our rent and not swear in the street,

> > And set a good example for the children.

> > We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.

> > But maybe I ought to practise a little now?

> > So people who know me

> > are not too shocked and surprised,

> > When suddenly I am old

> > and start to wear purple!

> >

> > ph

> >

>

[Guest guest]

I would start with a huge mud pie - coffee ice cream with hot fudge topping over

a

brownie, with lots of whipped cream and nuts.

Er um,

for now I will stick with low fat pudding. ;-)

> >

> > When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

> > With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,

> > And I shall spend my pension

> > on brandy and summer gloves

> > And satin sandals,

> > and say we've no money for butter.

> > I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired,

> > And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells,

> > And run my stick along the public railings,

> > And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

> > I shall go out in my slippers in the rain

> > And pick the flowers in other people's gardens,

> > And learn to spit.

> > You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,

> > And eat three pounds of sausages at a go,

> > Or only bread and pickle for a week,

> > And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats

> > and things in boxes.

> > But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,

> > And pay our rent and not swear in the street,

> > And set a good example for the children.

> > We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.

> > But maybe I ought to practise a little now?

> > So people who know me

> > are not too shocked and surprised,

> > When suddenly I am old

> > and start to wear purple!

> >

> > ph

> >

>

[Guest guest]

That poem is the catylist for the Red Hat Society. They are

somewhat popular in the midwest, don't know if you guys all have

them. The women over 50 wear purple and red hats, their daughters,

or any interested who are under 50 wear lavander with pink hats.

They do monthly outings and take trips...also some do fund raisisng

for charities. If you've been to department stores and seen an

onslaught of a section of items in purple and red, that's them.

> > >

> > > When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

> > > With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,

> > > And I shall spend my pension

> > > on brandy and summer gloves

> > > And satin sandals,

> > > and say we've no money for butter.

> > > I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired,

> > > And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells,

> > > And run my stick along the public railings,

> > > And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

> > > I shall go out in my slippers in the rain

> > > And pick the flowers in other people's gardens,

> > > And learn to spit.

> > > You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,

> > > And eat three pounds of sausages at a go,

> > > Or only bread and pickle for a week,

> > > And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats

> > > and things in boxes.

> > > But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,

> > > And pay our rent and not swear in the street,

> > > And set a good example for the children.

> > > We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.

> > > But maybe I ought to practise a little now?

> > > So people who know me

> > > are not too shocked and surprised,

> > > When suddenly I am old

> > > and start to wear purple!

> > >

> > > ph

> > >

> >

>

[Guest guest]

We went to the Ethel M chocolate factory here in Las Vegas to stroll

through their beautiful garden of lights, and we saw a bunch of

these women in red hats! My daughter was the one who pointed them

out saying, " Look, there's the ladies in the Red Hat Society " .

Funny that she knew about them! She's only 14!

Patty

> > > >

> > > > When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

> > > > With a red hat that doesn't go, and doesn't suit me,

> > > > And I shall spend my pension

> > > > on brandy and summer gloves

> > > > And satin sandals,

> > > > and say we've no money for butter.

> > > > I shall sit down on the pavement when I am tired,

> > > > And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells,

> > > > And run my stick along the public railings,

> > > > And make up for the sobriety of my youth.

> > > > I shall go out in my slippers in the rain

> > > > And pick the flowers in other people's gardens,

> > > > And learn to spit.

> > > > You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat,

> > > > And eat three pounds of sausages at a go,

> > > > Or only bread and pickle for a week,

> > > > And hoard pens and pencils and beer mats

> > > > and things in boxes.

> > > > But now we must have clothes that keep us dry,

> > > > And pay our rent and not swear in the street,

> > > > And set a good example for the children.

> > > > We will have friends to dinner and read the papers.

> > > > But maybe I ought to practise a little now?

> > > > So people who know me

> > > > are not too shocked and surprised,

> > > > When suddenly I am old

> > > > and start to wear purple!

> > > >

> > > > ph

> > > >

> > >

> >

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