Another Year Older. . Enough Said!

Here I am in my fancy party attire. OK, I don't smoke but what the heck! A cigar hanging out of my mouth is sure to get some looks right? (Like the stunning outfit didn't?)

I have officially made it past another birthday, which at my age is NOT a joyous occasion anymore! Birthdays are just a big slap in the face reminder of how very old I'm getting. Today, after reading the local newspaper, I'm thinking that maybe I should change my tune about getting older. There has been a study done that indicates that old people are happiest. Well cool stuff! I'm all about finding the positive in aging.

The article made some very valid points about why this occurrence is happening, and you can read it all here:) But if you don't read that, you have to read this below. SO FUNNY and darn it, so true!!

Three ladies were discussing the travails of getting older. One said, "Sometimes I catch myself with a jar of mayonnaise in my hand, while standing in front of the refrigerator, and I can't remember whether I need to put it away, or start making a sandwich."

The second lady chimed in with, "Yes, sometimes I find myself on the landing of the stairs and can't remember whether I was on my way up or on my way down."

The third one responded, " Well, ladies, I'm glad I don't have that problem. Knock on wood," as she rapped her knuckles on the table, and then said, "That must be the door, I'll get it!"