Only 5 fits on 1 hand.

Lissy B. is only going to be able to count her age on 1 hand for a couple more hours, tomorrow she turns 6. Think I should wake her up at 11:58 and ask her how old she is? Natalie only has 9 more months til she can't count her age on all her fingers and toes..oh my! If they are getting older guess I am too. Ouch! Next year, Ron and I can get the senior discount at the diner and that obnoxious AARP keeps sending us stuff. Who knew? Oh yeah, guess with all this extra mail, they knew and facebook certainly reminds everyone else of our advancing years.

How come they always say, age is just a state of mind. Who are they anyway? Excuse me but me droopy weenis is not in my mind! Okay, I had to throw out that term, weenis, cuz my great nieces and nephew informed me that that is the correct term for the now flabby skin on my elbows. I did remember that I once knew that it was called that, but I forgot. Is this whole memory thing in my mind too?

Luckily, I am not getting older by myself and I have those most appreciated friends that are older than me, today, tomorrow, and forever more. It is my way of helping them stay humble to continuously remind them that they are much (ok, at least a little) older than me. Beauty is I will always be the baby of my family and no one can take that away from me.

When I turned 33 a couple decades ago, I was out of town. Upon my return, my group of so called friends threw a breakfast gathering for my birthday. Being the lovingly, creative gals that they are they decided to make it a bigger celebration than it needed to be. I arrived at the restaurant to a table full of black balloons and signs that indicated quite boldly that I wa 40!  What were they thinking? There excuse when they quit rolling on the not so clean carpet was that since they were already late for my 33rd they thought they would be early for my 40th. Ugh!

1 older gentleman actually came by the table to cheer me up. His kind comment that I looked great for my age didn't help. I dang well better look good for a 40 year old, since I am 33!

When I got home I called my older sister and told her to guess what I did before her that I never in a million years thought I would do before her. Of course, she was not able to guess that I had my 40th birthday party before her. Oh well, at least she had her 50th before me as it should be.

So 4 grandkids, lots of family stories and oldness on my face and weenis, guess there is the bright side and the dark side to any age. Now since I haven't forgotten I better go set my alarm to wake Lis up at a couple minutes til midnight, so we can say goodbye to 5 and hello to 6. Think she will be mad if I do the same thing for her a decade from now?

In Him,
Joyful
7-12-2010