It's All Downhill From Here: Browse The Strips

Friday, April 22, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I fought this battle with my mother. My daughter fought it with me. Pierced ears were a rite of passage, then--and now, kids are piercing everything!!!

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I recently confessed to my daughter that if I were a teen-ager now, I'd likely dye my hair blue and want a tattoo somewhere. She looked at me in shock! She obviously doesn't know the real me! I'd have done it to fit in, but I'd also have done it to upset my mother!

Monday, May 2, 2016

Lynn's Comments: It was fun to see these dailies again. For the past week, I have been helping a friend move, and soon I will be moving to a new place of my own. I have been going through my friends' keepsakes, collections and personal things, as well as my own. It's important to go through the items we have collected and treasured throughout our lives. It gives us the opportunity to revisit some wonderful moments in our history. It also gives us the opportunity to chuck out a load of #*%$##@* junk!!!

Tuesday, May 3, 2016

Lynn's Comments: This was something a dear friend said to me as I was helping her downsize from her house to an apartment. It's heartfelt statements like these, which make you wake up and take stock of all the good things in your life. At the age of 68, I'm beginning to give advice, too--requested or otherwise!

Thursday, May 5, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I haven't done this yet; sort through all my photographs, but I will! Someday, when the time is right, I'll actually put all my photos together in albums--in the right order. Just saying this makes me wonder if the folks who make a living doing these kinds of things really exist. If they do--I wonder if they ever get around to putting their OWN stuff in order!

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Lynn's Comments: Even though this never happened, I get annoyed just reading this one. I have to move on now, or I'll take out my frustration on someone I love.

Thursday, May 12, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My (now ex) husband never forgot the indignities he suffered in high school, at the hands of the ladies for whom he pined.

Monday, May 16, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I visit a dear friend regularly. She lives in a small apartment in an assisted living centre, and her main focus these days is on the local politics. I'm not talking about what's seen on the news; I'm talking about the day-to-day goings on in the building where she lives.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Lynn's Comments: When you are in very close contact with an established group of people, everyone knows a bit about everyone else. Cliques form. Relationships change as new residents arrive and others pass away.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Lynn's Comments: I've noticed that some of the residents in my friends' building get very few visitors. When I send or arrive with flowers and small gifts, things I consider simple and unimportant, people around her tell her how lucky she is. They wonder if it's her birthday or some other special occasion. This saddens me. Each one of these elders deserves a regular visit from someone who loves them. Small tokens of affection should be commonplace, but I've discovered that this is not the case.

Monday, May 23, 2016

Lynn's Comments: My dad managed a jewellery store. My friends imagined us to be rich, but nothing was farther from the truth.