Friday, October 24, 2008
Quarter of a Century
Well, twenty-five is here, and I can't say that I'm thrilled. I know for all of you whom are older and wiser that are reading this are probably not feeling very sorry for me, or are really depressed by me thinking that I am old, because that would make you really old! All I am saying is that I am five away from thirty, and that is freaky! If any of you know my dad, and know how he suffers from denial about his age - by wearing a toupe, and not wearing hearing aids - will understand where all this is coming from! I just pray that these next five years will be kind to me so that I can accept 30 gracefully. I don't think that a toupe will be very becoming on me, nor can I afford a Jazzy chair. So if you have a glass of milk near by, raise it and toast to my next five years! Thanks to all of my dear friends who have so gracefully paved the path of thirty before me, and have shown me that there is life in the upper twenties. Thanks for showing me that you can still be sexy at thirty!