Changing Tastes Part 1: Booze

My body has changed as I’ve aged
But that’s OK – I’m not enraged
Something that I never knew
Was that my tastebuds would change too.
I browse around the liquor store
And see wine, beer, spirits, and more
All those drinks, so artfully arranged
But, oh, how my tastes have changed!
I once thought wine sweet and fruity
Was a thing of endless beauty
But now I’d rather end my day
With a nice cab sav🍷 or chardonnay.
I decline spirits, mixed and pure
I’d much prefer a smooth liqueur
I’ve cut back on beer, coz I can tell
All that gas makes my tummy swell…
With all those changes, you may think
There’s not much left for me to drink
Baileys? Kahlua? Make mine a double!
And I never say “no” to some (dry) bubbles 🍾

A Tale of Thinning Hair

 

I’ve never fussed much with my hair

My style is generally “wash and wear”
I keep it short – there’s little to do
Fancy styling? I have no clue!
 
Curlers? Straighteners? Not for me
I’m really lazy and carefree
Until now my only whinge
Has been my pesky, curly fringe.

 

But now I think there is a need                                             
To pay my hair a bit more heed
In recent years my wavy mop
Has been getting rather thin on top.

 

 
The back has always been quite thick
But the rest is disappearing quick
The middle part is now so wide
It’s looking like the Great Divide!
 
I’m glad my hair’s not yet grey
I just wish that it would stay!
Elaborate plans I soon must hatch

To cover the ever-thinning patch.