We’re working on launching a podcast featuring the Naughty Nanas. Amy & Joan, the last Nanas standing, are determined to host this chat cast dedicated to the wit, wisdom, and snark of women over 60. We aim to be inappropriate, amusing and occasionally offensive. This is Amy’s title: “Did We Ask If You Care?” Our list of topics should keep us (or our successors) at it for a long time. We have a lot to say about shape wear and shopping, adventures in aging and unintended consequences. There will be guests! Those who know us personally can relax – we’re working with competent professionals.
The Naughty Nanas produced a short comedic musical on the invisibility of older women in our society. The film is a passion project of three woman who passed sixty and decided it was time to act out. Hope you enjoy!
I give up! Medicare and Social Security are either “on the table”, or “off the table” depending on which bobble head is talking on the cable TV. How about under the table? That’s where half the seniors I know are these days. Trust me, we’re sitting on sun porches in our retirement communities sipping from water bottles filled with straight vodka. What else can we do? this country has gone crazy!
I’ve been busy working my digestive system creating and sampling recipes made from cat food before the big shots in Washington take all our entitlements away. Spent the last two weeks eating natural cat food. You know, limited carbs, grain free, high in Omega-3. Good news: the kibble’s not half bad! Pour some in a bowl and people with limited vision will think they’re goldfish crackers. Makes a nice snack for bingo. If you want to get fancy, open a can of turkey and salmon formula and put it in a special bowl. Looks like pate. You can use it as a spread on the day-old bread you get at the local Shop-A-Lot. As things get even worse, you will have to sell the good china to pay for your medications. So enjoy it while you can.
Today I had some chicken and gravy (for senior cats). With a little flour and salt, you can make a lovely pot pie. Bake the crust first, though, then cut and paste. Cat food doesn’t smell so good at 350 degrees.
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My poor Marty, rest his soul, would never believe the politicians want to take away our Medicare and Social Security and leave us to eat cat food while they give our money to the oil companies.
So, getting ready for this, I had quite a week sampling brands of cat food in between visits to the doctor. I also had an upper gi, a lower gi, and a rabies vaccination. Nice people, they gave me a certificate and a lovely green medal that turned black and gave me a rash on the neck after I put it on the chain with my guardian angel pin.
The first day I started with the fancy feline appetizer. Not bad if you spread it on crackers and wash it down with a jelly jar of red wine from old Mario’s cellar. That we won’t give up!
Day after, I took a lick of some gourmet cat food – the brand a nice girl at the natural pet store calls “kitty crack.” Looking at it through my cataracts, it could pass for chicken tetrazzini. Sorry to say I had the heartburn all night. Too much crude protein for me.
Right now I’m dying for some pasta. More next time after I try a few cans from the all natural pet store. It’s grain free. Good news dieters: it should be low in carbs.