Tag Archives: age

You know you’re getting old when…

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Spent a nice chunk of my afternoon talking to a dear friend who I miss so much. (oh the magic of skype!) We somehow got on the topic of my age. That, well, er, um… That I’ll be turning 32 in a few months. Granted, she will be turning 32 a few weeks after that, but she didn’t wanna hear it.

After much cajoling (isn’t that an old man word? oops) she gave in, and admitted to a few factors that support my already obvious theory that we’re getting old.

Here’s what she said, in her own confessional words, “I know I’m getting old when:”

“…I don’t know who Justin Bieber is.”

“…My college graduation photos show clothing and hair that is painfully out of style.”

Ok Ok. Now I’m going to add my own:

I know I’m getting old when my husband reads this blog post over my shoulder and asks, “Who is Justin Beiber?” and I don’t really know the answer to that question. And if Holly is old because she doesn’t know the answer, and I’m two weeks older than Holly and I don’t know the answer to that question, and if I’m 4 months older than Drew and he’s asking that question, then the only logical conclusion is that I’m old.

[inhale]

Ok. Your turn!

Voting, Drinking, and Marrying

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I was up late last night. Don’t ask me why.

But I had one of those late-night revelations:

Why is it that people can vote and marry before they are legally allowed to drink? Just seems… odd.

Odd that we can decide the future of this country… We can make a life-long covenant with someone…  All before we are considered old enough to put a drop of alcohol in our bodies.

I’m not saying I’m pro-alcohol. Or that we shouldn’t be allowed to vote until we’re 21. I’m just saying it struck me funny.

Am I the only one who thinks this is weird?

i’ve been dreading this day for years

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see.

this past memorial day will be a long-lived memory for me.

i knew this day was coming. it was inevitable. i just didn’t know when. and i didn’t know how i’d respond.

’cause i’m only 29 years old.

we were grilling out (or Bar-B-Qing or whatever you call it) with friends.

and she said it: “mandy, i think you have one, too.”

do you know what this “one” was?

a gray hair.

on further inspection, i think its clear.

and clear is CLEARLY not gray.

but i have one problem.

its 26 centimeters long – yes i measured it. and according to one of those websites where you can look stuff up, that means its been growing for over two years.

OVER TWO YEARS!

makeitstopmakeitstopmakeitstop!!!!!!!!!!!!

what do i do NOW???