I use my oven, but don't feel like showcasing it.
Today I am going to discuss my thoughts on getting older. At least for me.
When I was in my twenties, I use to think getting older was no big deal. At almost thirty I was still getting carded for I.D. at the liquor store. It was a fabulous feeling!!! Hard to think about getting older as a bad thing when everyone still acts like you're young.
Even thirty was a piece of cake.
I know, it sounds like I'm bragging now... but you ladies know it is gonna come to a crashing halt right?!
And it does!
My dad died when I was 32.
By the time I was 33 I started to really see signs of aging and stress. Lines beginning to crease my forehead that weren't there before. Tons of grey hair, so much so, the dye didn't cover it for long.
Now, pushing forty, I can't walk as far without my buttcheeks hurting for three days afterward. I have tons of lines and grey hairs, and boys and girls, I have hit menopause!
So now throw in hot flashes and my beyond bitchy self, whaddaya get???
Freda getting older.
God I miss the days of getting carded.......