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How Did You Know You're Getting Older?

When did that come about? My incident was in 2018.

Here one place needs to put in a birthdate for alcohol purchases. One cashier got popped for putting in the SAME birthday for every purchase so she now asks.
Not exactly sure, first thing that comes up on the googles


Edit: found this on my phone early 23

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Animal fats are best. All seed oils produce carcinogens when heated above a certain temp.

That being said, when I do use oil I use olive oil. Can't talk the wife into getting rid of the veggie oil though as "that's not what the recipe calls for".
Like I told her, all recipes were converted from lard and butter over the last 80 years. Grandma's special pie recipe was using lard and butter until she got cheap.

I chucked all the seed oils and use beef tallow (beef fat). Steaks come out great when searing.
 
Sitting down after 10pm with the family to watch 1970s TV and waking up three episodes later due to autoplay feeling like I'd been abducted because the current episode makes no sense.

Having to warm up before doing something as simple as an oil change. (Extra points for dad-bod gut being in the way. I had to squat like Brooke Shields giving birth in The Blue Lagoon to collect my tools.)

Realizing the Fox Mustang and third gen F Body I have are antique cars. At that rate the '65 Buick may as well need a hand crank to start up.

Losing relatives, thinking it's way too early in the timeline and realizing they passed at ~90. Some perspectives we lock in time as if they don't change, I think.
 
I swear every dork under the age of 25 around here is rockin a mullet

My 6 year old has been wanting one forever and the wife has been adamantly against it.

Well he outsmarted her and I had nothing to do with it. Went to supercuts and told them he wanted a really wide mowhawk, came home and never gelled it again. Like 2 days in ha came up to me and whispered "dad look, my mullet is getting longer in the back". It took the wife a solid 2 weeks to catch on.
 
My 6 year old has been wanting one forever and the wife has been adamantly against it.

Well he outsmarted her and I had nothing to do with it. Went to supercuts and told them he wanted a really wide mowhawk, came home and never gelled it again. Like 2 days in ha came up to me and whispered "dad look, my mullet is getting longer in the back". It took the wife a solid 2 weeks to catch on.


I can respect that:laughing:
 
Won't work for everyone (and I don't even know if it works for me but it helps compared to what I used to intake)
I don't eat.
Well, that's not quite true, but I average less than 1 "meal"/day. I eat nuts (not peanuts, usually almonds or walnuts), jerky (low/no sugar), and string cheese. Little bits at a time throughout the day. A spoonful of peanut butter if I get cravings that protein and dairy won't tackle, 40oz jar lasts about 2-3 weeks. If I eat a meal its eggs, meat, or vegetables. Limit seed oils as much as possible, use butter in place of it. Sugar free caffeine (pop, energy drinks, black coffee) and water.
Don't be afraid of fat, be afraid of sugar and empty calories.
I haven't lost the weight I wanted to, but got a ton of energy back and feel like doing much more at the end of the day.

Yesterday:
Nothing to eat at all until supper. Supper was 5 eggs and a couple of ground sausage patties. Drank a couple zero sugar monsters between morning and 8pm.
Huh.

had another gal ask me if I was over 21. Then she asked how long had I been over 21:laughing: "Its 200 fawking degrees out side. I'm not doin that kinda math!" She said that was the right answer :lmao:
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She's a stubborn red-head.
Go on... :homer:

I swear every dork under the age of 25 around here is rockin a mullet
You can thank morgan wallen for that.


2BB, you've got a hellion on your hands. :grinpimp:
 
When you have to run to the shitter.
You get hurt taking a nap.
You have special shoes for certain things.
You hire gardeners to do shit you used to be able to do.
You hate houseguests no matter who they are or how short the stay.
“Can I help you load that?” FUCK YES.
You have a riding mower for a 20 minute job.
“Let me grab the dolly.”

That all happened this week.
 
My body has gotten a good thrashing over the years on sleds , dirt bikes, atvs , pwc well basically anything motorized with handlebars.

The knees probably bother me the most my dad has had both his replaced he’s 73 now . I’ll be 48 in June still running my oem parts.

I think staying active at work and home have helped a lot . I do carry readers and our 7 old daughter reminds me that I’m old because the hair is coming out of my nose instead of growing on top of my head 😁 I’m also the same age as her principal at school .

That said I believe kids help keep you active or worn out maybe both
 
3 years ago, my son wanted to get me a cane for my birthday because I was in so much pain, and could barely walk from rheumatoid arthritis. I wondered how long I'd live.
I'll be 45 this summer, and feel the best I've felt my whole adult life. I had a diskectomy 14 years ago, and until last year it still bothered me. No more. My exercise routine, and diet have made me a new person. Fuck letting yourself feel old, there's no reason to.
 
Another one, and maybe the most frustrating, my memory is not like it used to be.
I got to discuss the joys of memory loss and it's likely link to head injuries to my kid last night. Whole lot of "that's why dad can't remember so much anymore" :laughing:

I was talking with a guy at work the other day about why i'll take a boring job at this point in my life rather than a high activity/high impact one, biggest reason is I don't trust my own mind to make reasonable decisions under high stress all the time anymore :rasta:
 
When you have to run to the shitter.
You get hurt taking a nap.
You have special shoes for certain things.
You hire gardeners to do shit you used to be able to do.
You hate houseguests no matter who they are or how short the stay.
“Can I help you load that?” FUCK YES.
You have a riding mower for a 20 minute job.
“Let me grab the dolly.”

That all happened this week.
Yeppers... I have the sweet young ladies load my horse feed...Girls in these parts are into horsey's and cattle; not afraid of doing some actual work..:smokin::smokin::smokin::smokin::smokin:

They are probabbly going to grow up being a shitty sandwich maker...:lmao::lmao::lmao:
 
Do we need to start putting a weight/age/height stat on posts in this thread?
I'll be 44 in July, I'm almost 6'4" and I weigh 235 pounds. My eyes are great, I've had heartburn once in my life and even though I'm an underground coal miner, by back is perfect. My elbows on the other hand are complete garbage and my knees are not the greatest
 
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