by Barb
20. July 2012 08:08
My dad once told me that you're not middle-aged until your youngest child is half your age. By that logic, I won't hit middle age until I'm 72. So why am I already getting emails from AARP?
This week's indignities have included the following:
- horror upon seeing a rear-view photo of myself in a crowd at an event last weekend.
- a broken crown on a tooth close enough to the front to make me really self-conscious when laughing, smiling or speaking
- a spell of hot flashes while in the dentist's chair with a mouthful of "impression goo" so the abovementioned crown can be repaired
- more hot flashes that were so severe that the makeup actually melted off my face
I'm just glad that I've gotten through the week without being asked if Ten is my grandchild. After all, his soccer coach (the dad of one of the other kids on the team) is young enough that I could have been his babysitter.
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(No photo today. Did you honestly think I'd publish that awful picture of myself? Maybe after I lose 25 pounds, I'll think about it.)
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