Aging Gracefully, I Don't Think So.

Aging Gracefully, I Don't Think So.

Cruising through the tv channels and I stumble across a show with "so and so aging gracefully" in the title. Ok, I'll bite. Since I am aging - I have just realized - I guess I should learn how to do it gracefully cause so far I am still in the kicking and screaming phase. The "star" said that her secret to aging gracefully is to have plastic surgery whenever something falls, shifts, darkens, or starts to look old. Why diet? Just have liposuction! Holy crap. Listen, lady, I can't afford a manicure let alone surgery.

I will admit that part of me - the devil on my left shoulder whispering in my ear - is loving this. "Hell yes, why not, if you had the money you would do this." The angel on my right shoulder is saying "This is just terrible, people should accept their aging bodies and celebrate the life they are having."

So here I am, stuck in the middle with you, and I still don't know when all this happened. I was just 40. Suddenly I am knock, knock, knocking on 60's door.

I don't know about you but I am having a hard time with this whole aging thing. Time is whizzing past and with it are going the superficial things that make me, well me.

Honk if you feel this way too.