Even though I don't pay much attention to the concept of age, I call myself Old Lady Otts.
Why? To remind myself now is my time to embody the fun-loving spirit of the old lady in Jenny Joseph's wonderful poem:
"When I am an old woman
I shall wear purple
With a red hat
which 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. . ."
With a red hat
which 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 love to travel, explore, and engage in adventures.
Paradoxically, I love to plant my bohonkus in a recliner and watch the world go by.
Now is my time to share my "I remember when!" and "Back in my day!" stories.
I hope I can offer you something of interest and value.
As Jenny Joseph so wisely put it, now is the time to "make up for the sobriety of my youth."
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You're never too old for purple hair and Steampunk shenanigans. |
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