Thursday, January 30, 2014

Wearing Red

Lotta Joy made me remember this, when she said she wore more purple now.

When i worked in home health care, the first time i went to one lady's house, i saw her red satin pajamas.  She said her dotter had given them to her for Christmas, and didn't know if they were appropiate for her, at her age.  I told her, YOU WEAR THEM.  Then i looked up that poem about wearing purple now that the lady was older, made a copy and took it to her.

by Jenny Joseph
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 shall sit down on the pavement when I'm 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 beermats 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 must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I'm old and start to wear purple.

Soo, you go girl,,, lol

BTW, she wore her red pjs,,,

When i was a young teen, i decided not to let what people said, to upset me or change anything i did or didn't do.  Wish kids now could do that.  Some can, but most can't.  Maybe it came from Mother telling us "sticks and stones can break my bones, but words can never hurt me".   And the other way around, i didn't say bad things to other people either.

Got a 2PM apt to see my joint doc about my hip.  That injection never worked like it should have, and i need more in it. 

Yall tc, and



  1. I have spent my entire life thinking and planning for my daughter. I never wore my new clothes, saving them for "when". "When" never happened and a lot of nice clothes were given away to people who would wear them while plowing the field.

    Now, I have cirrhosis, a tear in my liver that hurts and has affected my legs, and I have decided (at this late stage) to wear what I've got, use what I have, enjoy whatever is enjoyable, and let others look out for themselves.

    If I want a ceramic purple cow for my table, it's going to BE THERE. If I want a box of crayons all to myself, and look like a 64 year old IDIOT with a coloring book, I'm gonna do it.

    We come into life alone, and we leave alone. And if we've been alone through the middle of it, then STOP right now and wear those red silk jammies.

    I feel like I'm finally turning into my TERRIBLE TWOs, but I also realize I deserve it.

    1. Wooohoooo,,, let's have fun! Show off all those clothes,,do things you always wanted to, go places you always wanted to... Even if it's by proxie. Abd hey, i LOVE coloring books,,,lol

  2. I liked that, "Warning by Jenny Joseph". Good one and a good way to live.

    1. Yep, and hope you are. Not too late if not, you know.

    2. My absolute very favorite line of that poem is: "and learn to spit".

  3. I enjoyed that poem. Glad that lady wore her red pajamas.

    Hope all goes well at your doctor's appointment.

    1. gonna set up an apt to get another injection, here in town. that way, don't have to have a driver.