#38: Cheaters.
(Especially, the $1 kind.)
(Especially, the $1 kind.)
When I turned 40 I thought I would probably be heading to Target for some the next day. Turned out I got four bonus years. (Lee has yet to succumb at 48! But it won't be long.)
Even with the bonus years, after that long without ever having glasses, it was a little shocking.
But now? They are my friend.
And in combination with the magnifying mirror
they are a life saver.
Because in your 40s,
"Not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin!"
takes on a whole new meaning.
And they are harder to see when they're white.
Don't worry. It sounds worse than it is.
Don't worry. It sounds worse than it is.
One more thing...
The entertainment possibilities are endless!
2 comments:
When I became the matriarch in our family I was appalled - there was so much I didn't know! And truth be told, I didn't really want to know it all. :) Unfortunately my children haven't yet taken on any of that role but I'm in hopes that my grandchildren will. blessings, marlene
Marlene, this is so interesting--I'll be surprised if you read this, but it looks like you commented on a post that I published and then decided to take back and hold for later. In case anyone thinks wow! that comment has nothing to do with that post, Marlene was seeing something different!
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