Wrinkles...not all they're cracked up to be.
Today I had a rather depressing moment. Someone actually asked me if I
was the girls grandmother. I seriously didn't think I looked that old,
but maybe it's time for that facelift after all.
Just me and my random and irregular thoughts since April 12th, 2004.
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2 Comments:
When G was 6 mos old, I was asked if I was his grandmother. I don't think I managed to answer at all.
And as my sister pointed out, I could be. If I'd had a baby at 19 and that child had had a baby at 19...
I don't think I really had that many wrinkles back then. I think it was the exhaustion.
Time for a spa visit, my friend!
I love this post so much, I'm glad I get to see it every day.
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