Well, a recent birthday for yours truly means that the numbers have flipped to reveal a 3 and a 4. yep. 34. When you think about it, it really isn't that old, it's just that internally I think of myself as 20 or 21. The other disconcerting thing is that when I look at myself in the mirror, or see pictures of myself, those images don't really jive with what I think I look like, so it's always such a shock. I mean here I am, with a new purchase of wrinkle cream for that "around the eye" area , and then I realized that the cream I use for breakouts is running low. hmmmm. Doesn't it seem like cruel and unusual punishment that a woman should have to wear both wrinkle cream AND acne cream?????? Shouldn't you outgrow the need for one , have a few years off and then find that you need the other? Also the same week that I realized I would need to purchase the w-cream, I glanced in the mirror and saw like 3 bright silver grays, right at the side of my head! WHAT?!!??!! I had just come to terms with the fact that certain parts are lower and require more support and then WHAM!!!- silver hairs? Also caught a glimpse of my thighs in the mirror this morning, I am still so traumatized by that, that I can't speak of it lest my brain turn to jelly and I have to be rendered to an assisted living facility a few years early....
All kidding aside, it was a great birthday. We didn't do anything too exciting but, Les and Evelyn made sure that I was surprised with a birthday cake and a card. They decorated the dining room festively and just made me feel special with the card that made me cry. It was nice to realize that at 34 I have more happiness than most people can accumulate over a lifetime, cheesy , I know, but, there it is.....
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