Why Not?

There is a tag (license plate for you yanks) on the front of my car which says: WHY NOT.
Now, I should say that MS is a state which requires a tag only on the back of a vehicle. The front space is free for individual expression.
Before ya get all bent out of shape and think that I am encouraging some kind of licentious or irresponsible behavior, let me explain.
People my age are often treated as children again, told we are too old for this or that (instead of too young, as with kids), and made to pretty much feel that we should "stay in our place"...that being a rocking chair..preferably out of the way, and somewhere quiet.
We are not expected to have dreams or adventures or real fun anymore. Gosh, we might fall and break a hip or something. Phooey! We could do that walking down the church steps.
If we want to go back to school, travel, have a job, or go out on a date (single folks only here!),  we are looked at as if we are pitifully senile. Poor things. Phooey!
We've done all that before and more, and haven't forgotten how.
We might be a bit slower (well, some of us), but lots of us can still work circles around our younger counterparts, and are generally more responsible and dependable. Old age doesn't mean sick and feeble either, and a lot of us take care of ourselves and are actually in quite good health. Cannot honestly remember the last time I had a cold or the flu.  
We're usually less stressed in some ways, because if we had a mortgage, it's paid off (or almost), and we have learned to ditch consumerism and keeping up with the Jones, because we really don't give a rat's butt what people think of us. If they want to measure their worth by their possessions and things, let 'em. We know better. 
And if we want to start blogging instead of sitting and rocking, why not? We may not have a clue what we are doing, but we didn't when we gave birth to you youngsters either, and here ya are anyway...and you turned out ok, for the most part. 
And if some silly ole bat gets her wrinkes rankled and her white hair all standing on end because of some nit wit's attitude and wants to rant online....well, why not?
God bless you all. Now it is time for my peanut butter and banana sandwich. Have some? Why not?