I want to be old and brave..and glorious

So I was mildly surprised by the amount of times my blog has been viewed in the last 24hours...and I now have a grand total of 1 followers! yay for me! (We won't mention that it's one of my best friends who probably won't read more than 3 posts throughout my entire blogging life).

So I'm chilling on the couch, the same couch that I've been sleeping on for the last week and a half...because the air conditioning at home went out and we've been living at Aunt Pam's. I've been sleeping on the couch because that way I can sleep alone...and shut the yapping tard-headed dogs out. ughhhhhh....I don't hate dogs....but I hate dog hair....and I hate barking....and ughhhhh.

I don't really see this happening, but I pray that someone will shoot me if I ever become an old lady who lives for her pets. In a tiny little house, all frills and dainty tea cups....with stupid little popcorn dogs yapping at every person that drives by. Big old fat lazy cats curled up in the less lit corners....with my hair in a bun and too much rouge on my cheeks. Waiting for my other cat lady friends to come visit and bring along some home baked treats....that will probably have bits of egg shell in it.

Old ladies, why do they stare and shake their heads when you walk past them in a restaurant? Man....this one lady wouldn't stop staring yesterday...I was about to walk up to her and say, "excuse me ma'am but is something bothering you?" or well what I really wanted to say was... "excuse me ma'am but is there something terribly smelly under your nose since you keep crinkling it so?"...but alas I refrained.

I'd like to be the kind of old lady, who gets up early and goes for a run...comes home, takes a shower...makes breakfast and cleans up a bit. Who then spends the day doing all the same sort of things she's always done. Who doesn't walk slow because she has back problems, who doesn't wear too much makeup because she's getting too blind to see what she's doing. Who doesn't obsess over the little thing but rather enjoys the life that God has given her, and lives it for Him. I want to be the kind of old lady who isn't afraid to let her hair go gray, but who crops it and wears it spiky (even though I couldn't do that since I have corkscrew curls). The kind who still volunteers her time, who spends time with her family, who goes on backpacking trips and isn't afraid to take on the world.

I want to be old and brave..and glorious.