Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Grandpa's Wisdom...

















Whether a man winds up with a nest egg, or a goose egg, depends a lot on the kind of chick he marries.

Trouble in marriage often starts when a man gets so busy earning his salt that he forgets his sugar.

Too many couples marry for better, or for worse, but not for good.

When a man marries a woman, they become one; but the trouble starts when they try to decide which one.

If a man has enough horse sense to treat his wife like a thoroughbred, she will never turn into an old nag.

On anniversaries, the wise husband always forgets the past, but never the present.

The bonds of matrimony are a good investment only when the interest is kept up.

Many girls like to marry a military man - he can cook, sew, make beds and is in good health, plus he's already used to taking orders.

Eventually you will reach a point when you stop lying about your age and start bragging about it.

The older we get, the fewer things seem worth waiting in line for.

Some people try to turn back their odometers. Not me, I want people to know "why" I look this way. I've traveled a long way and some of the roads weren't paved.

How old would you be if you didn't know how old you are?

I don't know how I got over the hill without getting to the top.

One of the many things no one tells you about aging is that it is such a nice change from being young.

Ah, being young is beautiful, but being old is comfortable.

Old age is when former classmates are so grey and wrinkled and bald, they don't recognize you.

If you don't learn to laugh at trouble, you won't have anything to laugh at when you are old.

5 comments:

LOLA said...

So true. Wish my ex-husband could have followed some of this advice.

Love,
Lola

Paxford said...

"Many girls like to marry a military man - he can cook, sew, make beds and is in good health, plus he's already used to taking orders"

Excellent idea! :D

Pax

Suz said...

I think I'll always be about 35.

AirmanMom said...

Great Wednesday post!
~AM

Beau's Mom said...

EXACTLY why I married a firefighter....two times.