~About Me~

Hello, and thank you for stopping by....My real name is Laurie.I am a woman, a wife, a mother of 5 { hence the 5 part of Alamo }...a gramma to a bunch and just recently a GREAT gramma.......( I don't feel old enough to be one, but so be it :-)
I live in New Mexico..which I am sure you gathered already. However, I am not a *native*...I grew up on the east coast,in Bucks County, PA., not too far from Philly....and only came here because my hubby was transferred here years ago with the USAF. I grew to love it, although it took some getting used to...I knew nothing of dust storms, dry spells that went on for months, and scorpions.I also didn't know about beautiful mountains, spectacular sunsets and wide open spaces where you can see for miles.. and I am also the only one in the desert southwest who can kill a cactus. :-( I love my computer and I especially love the graphics part of it.I could sit in front of this computer for hours just making a graphic, or some email stationery. It's kind of like a giant coloring book and I get to do what I like. By the way, I use Paint Shop Pro 8 and Corel's Paint Shop Pro X2. Great programs. I use Coffee Cup's HTML editor to hand code my pages. Of course the online shopping is great, too.......:-)

I am a Dallas Cowboy fan..( hubby's from Big D.. so I think that might have something to do with that) a lover of animals..especially wolves, and all kinds of music.I am also interested in Outer Space..there's so much OUT there! I love thunder storms, snow storms, gorgeous sunsets, quiet evenings sitting by our fireplace..the sounds of crickets on a summer night, and a rainy day.(Don't see much rain here)

Thank you for visiting my pages. Email me with any comments......good or bad. Take care.....and visit anytime!

Us Oldies, but Goodies....;-)

Old age, I decided, is a gift. I am now, probably for the first time in my life, the person I have always wanted to be. Oh, not my body! I sometime despair over my body-- but I don't agonize over it for long.

I would never trade my amazing friends, my wonderful life, my loving family for less gray hair or a flatter belly.

As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend. I don't chide myself for eating that extra cookie, or for not making my bed. I am entitled to overeat, to be messy, to be extravagant. I have seen too many dear friends leave this world too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it if I choose to read until 4 am, and sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50's & 60s, and at the same time weep over a lost love.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten - and I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers? But broken hearts are what give us strength and understanding and compassion. A heart never broken is pristine and sterile and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turn gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.

I can say "no", and mean it. I can say "yes", and mean it. As you get older it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer the question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be.

For the first time in my life, I don't have to have a reason to do the things I want to do. If I want to play games on the computer all day, lay on the couch and watch old movies for hours or don't want to go to the beach or a movie, I have earned that right. I have put in my time, so now I can be a bit selfish without feeling guilty.

I sometimes feel sorry for the young. They face a far different world than I knew growing up, where we feared the law, respected the old, the flag, our country. I never felt the need to use filthy language in order to express myself. And they too will grow old someday.

I am grateful to have been born when I was; into a kinder, gentler world. Yes, I like being "old"!

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