It’s My Birthday

I always think old age is 20 years older than I am. The problem is that now when I add 20 years to my age I come up with probably dead. Or at least wearing diapers. Tonight I’ve decided to reflect upon the good things about being my age.

I know that got your attention! What good things, right?

 

Listen up, Young ‘Uns. Here are a few perks of getting old:

• You can tell people what you really think and they forgive you because they think you’re senile.
• Things like having your joints work when you get up in the morning means it will be a great day.
• Swollen fingers mean you’re less likely to lose your rings.
• There’s nothing left to learn the hard way.
• Gray hair actually adds body.
• You can get discounts at restaurants because you always eat before 6 pm.
• People don’t call after 9 pm because they assume you’ll be asleep.
• All the politicians that you hated in your 20’s and 30’s are now dead.
• You discover that fiber can be tasty.
• You make peace with the fact that you’re never going to be an astronaut….AND…

…Wrinkles are beautiful!!

(Maybe by next year I’ll believe that last one.)


A big THANK YOU to all my wonderful friends, family, and co-workers who have wished me a Happy Birthday today! And special thanks to Moonpie whose first comment to me this morning was to tell me I’m still his cougar. Love you, too, Sweetie Pie.:) Sidenote: the photos above were taken when Moonpie and I visited the San Diego Zoo