When I was fifteen, I wanted to be sixteen. It took forever, that year between.
When I was eighteen, I wanted to be twenty-one. It took forever. FOREVER. Then the day arrived and fially, I was twenty-one. And I thought to myself....is this it? Really?
We are getting ready for our annual trip to New York City. I begin planning this trip and the road trip in January. I kept thinking it was so far in the future. It isn't. It is here. We leave on Thursday.
So, at what age does time seem to fly by without telling us? At what age do we look in the mirror and are hit with the realization that we look old...if not old, older?
I color my hair. Have been doing it for years. I read an article yesterday on botox. I think rather than getting botox I will buy a can of spakle and fill in the lines.
Makeup. I never used to wear it. I remember sitting in Tammi's office with Linda and them saying I should try it. Years ago. Now I feel naked without it.
Age has its benefits, I am told. People show you respect. No, they don't. Well, I guess some do, but most do not. And on my facebook page it shows a picture of Barbara Walters with the comment "Is 60 the new 30?" Of course it isn't. Stupid question. And Barbara Walters doesn't even look 60, which she shouldn't since she is over 80. 80. My gosh, that souds old. But then there was a time when 30 sounded old.
So, here we are, about to head to NYC. Going to see "Newsie" and Blue Man Group. Katie is going to visit collegs. See what I mean...Katie is going to see colleges. *Sigh*.
I sit here typing, avoiding packing. Because I have plenty of time, don't I?
Pens lost Sunday night in double overtime. It is a sad day when they lost a 2-1 lead in the last 28 seconds of the game. They play again tomorrow, and probably while I am in NY.
Matt had a game winning hit tonight. Tie game in the sixth, two outs, two men on base. Hit the ball to left field. One player crossed home plate and everyone left the field. WAIT A MINUTE....can't they at least run the bases?
OK, so do I pack? Do I watch the Pirates? Do I read my newest Baldacci book? Or do I just watch HGTV? So many decisions.
Have a great Tuesday and enjoy your week. Tim, root as loudly as you can tomorrow night, I want a win. After all, it is all about me.