Old-ish

that's right, there's no sense hiding it (not with my sis-in-law's dropping by and telling on me). Aside from being a lovely little holiday about groundhogs, this day is amazing.  No, not just because we finally get back to watching decent Monday Night TV...  

It's my birthday - I'm officially one year older (well, I will be in the morning at least... currently I'm still young and vibrant - I didn't really want to wait until morning to write this!).  

So how does a girl celebrate her big day?  Ummm... aside from the typical things I always do (except today I won't feel guilty about the things I'm NOT doing) I also get to run and renew my drivers' license - ooh yay...  so as you're lounging about reading this in the morning I'm going to be waiting in a hopefully short line at the DMV and checking my hair in the mirror so that I can finally take a "not-ugly" driver's license picture...

Seriously, the last photo...  I've been so embarrassed about it every time I had to show ID that I say little prayers while swiping my credit card... something to the effect of "please don't let the computer prompt the cashier to see my ugly picture"... which probably produces the opposite effect because the guilty look on my face is probably similar to someone who may have swiped my credit card and used it for nefarious purchases... like milk and bread... 

So of course I have told many many MANY cashiers in this town that when that picture was taken I was 9 months pregnant/on steroid shots for carpal tunnel...  they smile and laugh - but we all know they don't care, they just want to go home like everyone else!

So am I old?  Heck no - I may not be 29 anymore (hey, I've got to admit to more than that since my oldest is turning 14 this year) but lots of things in the world are older than I am...

I mean really, this gal ate Tuna that was older than I am!  (well... depending on what month it was canned)