17 Again
OK, so tomorrow, I will be 17 times 2. 17 years past 17. For those who don’t get the math – old. Mid 30′s, not early thirties. A thirty-something…
My mind has grown past age 17, and my body most certainly has… how is it that I am perpetually 17 when it comes to zits? I don’t use Aqua Net anymore and I don’t drink “Thirsty-Two Ouncers” of soda from the Quik Trip on the corner anymore either. Certainly such life changes have set me free from such affliction???!!!
I tell my kids not to say “stupid”, but golly-gosh-darn-it-to-death – this is like, totally stupid… like, gag me with a chainsaw… stupid.
Stu. Pid.
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But at least you are still cool enough that the 20 somethings want to hang out with you (that would be me).
;O)
Happy Happy Birthday!
Me too!!!! Although I have to wait until my next trip to Washington…:(
Think of it as a birthday present. No? I’ll have Mr. Clairol bring you flowers.
OOOH – Happy, Happy Birthday!!! I’ve still got 10 months on you!! Hope you had a great one!
Michele
Happy B-day!