Tuesday, August 14, 2007

In the News

Every weekday morning, my husband gets up, fixes his lunch for work, and heads out the door, grabbing the newspaper on his way out. Every weekend morning, I get up, grab a cup of coffee, and head to the Sweat Shop, newspaper forgotten on the front porch.

I like to read my news. It used to be that my husband would only take the sports section to work with him, which was fine by me. I used to skim through the rest of the newspaper with my first cup of coffee; now I read blogs instead, and we generally tend to miss out on news of events and things to do in our community. Keeping an eye out for things to do isn't high on my husband's list of what to read in the newspaper.

Nevertheless, I usually try to at least look through Yahoo News so I don't feel like I'm living under a rock. Quirky stories appeal to me--maybe you guessed that about me?

I've noticed a trend lately. Every couple weeks, there seems to be a story about the oldest person in the world dying. Yesterday it was a 114-year-old lady in Japan, Yone Minagawa, who had held the title of oldest living person since January. If Mrs. Minagawa has held the title since January, who are all these other old folks who have passed away lately, who are supposedly the world's oldest? It's a mystery to me. Also a mystery is who keeps tabs? And why? And why is it news? (That's Mrs. Minagawa up there--looks pretty good for 114, doesn't she? I wouldn't have guessed she was a day over 97.)

According to the story, Mrs. Minagawa enjoyed eating sweets. My kinda gal. If that's the secret to longevity, I'm heading there. Mrs. Minagawa also credited her long life to getting a good night's sleep. Not me, I think. I stay up too late, sometimes eating sweets. I'm striving toward a balance.

On Mrs. Minagawa's last birthday, we're told she enjoyed a lunch of western-style food (bread, stew, salad, and dessert). That's probably where she made her mistake. We all know that kind of thing will kill you.

I wonder who the next title holder will be? I always love the stories where some old fart credits his long life to a daily shot of whiskey and a good cigar. I figure there's hope for the rest of us. I don't know about you, but I have a TON of fabric that I need to use before I move on out of here. I think I need to live to be 150 years old. No time for sleep if I'm to use it all, but I guess I'll stop by the store on the way home and pick up some sweets. It's medicinal. Really. Quit rolling your eyes!


Kairle said...

Maybe when you're the oldest living person your credit to longevity will be your need to finish sewing up and quilting all of the fabric that you've aquired during your life!

Nan said...

I always say that I have to live 'til I'm 200 to sew all the projects I have in my sewing room now, not to mention the ones I will buy in the future! LOL!
It's something to aim for, isn't it?
Be the oldest living quilter with no teeth (from eating all those sweets, doncha know?)!! Who needs teeth to sew? LOLOL!!

Su Bee said...

We celebrated a friends 92nd b-day last night, and he says the secret to longevity is going fishing every day! I like the sweets theory waaaay better!

Tazzie said...

I'm with you sister, I've got way to much fabric to use before I get busy going anywhere. If this story is anything to go by, I've only got about 77 years up my sleeve, I need to get started!

Nicole said...

Clever post. You had me smiling all the way!

Wendy said...

Great post, I think we should enjoy what we like in moderation...sweets included. Does that apply to quilting....no of course not. I'm working hard at getting some of my stash used up so when I buy more I have a place to put it.

atet said...

Hmm...as a fellow lover of wacky news, gotta say I've been wondering what is up with all these oldest living people dying lately?