Showing posts with label Ten signs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ten signs. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

10 Signs You Are Getting Old

We Baby Boomers thought we would never get old.

We are the "Peter Pan Generation."

Remember "Don't trust anyone over 30?"

This is what I think I still look like.

Then this arrives in the mail.


What the...?   It almost gave me a heart attack.

But it also gave me pause and put me in touch with reality and my own mortality.

We Baby Boomers are getting old. 

How do you know when you are getting old?

You know you are getting old when...

1.  That snap, crackle and pop you hear in the morning isn't your breakfast
     It's you getting out of bed.

2.  Your pedicurist is just about to spell your name in sequins on your big toe
     when she recommends a toe fungus cream.

3.  You fantasize about dating Dr. Oz, not because he is sexy, but because you
     want to ask him about all of your symptoms.

4.  You actually consider NOT buying the zebra print platform shoes.

5.  You look down to admire your new zebra print platform shoes (you did buy're not THAT old, right?) and can't see them.

6.  Every time you pass by an old people's home, your son says, "That looks like
     a nice place."

7.  Your significant other tells you to please keep your clothes ON.

8.  Menopause was so long ago you get COLD flashes.

9.  You can't remember what the last blog you wrote was about...zzzz

10.  A funeral procession passes by and they ask you if you want a lift.
      (I can't take credit for this one, but I thought it was really funny).

Bette Davis said, "Aging isn't for sissies."

That's true, but when I consider the alternative, I will take the getting older part.

I may be getting old, but I am grateful for the life I have had: devoted parents, a great husband, successful loving children, a meaningful career, good friends, good health and many comforts.

And I am grateful for the life that continues - I still have all of that plus the happy memories of those who are gone.

So I plan to embrace the years ahead!

What about you?  Do you feel old?

And, OK, I know this is what I look like now.  I can deal.

But, hey, I am at a Paul McCartney concert. 
As long as I can still drag my butt to rock concerts, I can't complain.

And by the way, if you are a Beatles fan and haven't seen my blog, "Why the Beatles Matter," click on the link.

See you Friday for News and Reviews!

Thanks for reading! 
If you enjoyed this post,
feel free to subscribe and/or share it with your friends.