So, it’s come to my attention in the last year or so, that I am aging. And badly.
It was first brought to my attention early last year when I realized… I had a TON of gray hair. Like, not just a bit…a full on bush of grey mane that had been thus concealed by all my large hairbands.
This was upsetting enough. Later on I was required to get my Class 4 Drivers license. To obtain that, I needed to do a physical which included an eye test. I had previously had 20/20 vision. I was an orb-genius. Unfortunately, when I went this time… things were different.
Needless to say… I have to wear glasses when I drive.
And then let’s not forget when I tried listening to FM for the first time in months.
So, I decided that I would do something mature for my birthday. Dinner and a show. I had heard recommendations from this place in Poco, and decided to go. I heard the show was supposed to be really funny.
Then we got there and found out there was a ton of audience participation. And they knew it was my birthday. Yikes. Moments before the show was supposed to start, a frightening woman grasped me heartily by the arm.
And this is how I rang in my 26th birthday.
Super mature. I can’t tell if I’m getting old or just getting more ridiculous with every passing year.
Odd but nice 
LOVE!!! You should post the picture too!!
Now I’ll be scanning your head the next time I see you. HA.
Hahahahahaha!! You went to Giggledams!!! Teehee!
I am going to be 28 in June. Around my 26th birthday, I woke up one day with a forehead wrinkle. It was not there the day before. The wrinkle just “was” one day. I went out and bought expensive wrinkle creams after that. I never remember to use them though. Probably because I am getting old. The memory is the first to go, after The Wrinkle comes.