Old is relative

It’s time for a fun post. I need a break from this deep thinking. If you haven’t already, check out my blogroll. There’s some great writing in there.

We all have those days when we can “feel our age”. Now, I’m really not that old. Anyone older than 30 is going to laugh when I say “I feel old”. I’m saying it anyway. I feel old!

I ate oatmeal this morning. And enjoyed it.

I baked bread and cookies on Sunday, and loved it. Now this doesn’t qualify someone for being old. But I specifically remember an instance when I was a youngin in which I defiantely told my mom “I’m never going to learn to cook, I don’t need to. I hate it.”

I can call my 17 year old sister at 11:30pm on a weekday and she’s still wide awake, texting her friends. I can’t call any of my own  friends at 11:30pm, unless there is an emergency (or it’s Friday night).

I get excited about new kitchen tools and/or appliances.

If I eat too much dairy, I’ll have gas. My friend, T, tells me that many adults have this problem by at least the age of 30, because our bodies no longer carry the enzymes to digest the dairy. So don’t try and pretend that this doesn’t happen to you.

I can remember my parents, when they were my age. (!)

And the list goes on. But mostly, I ate oatmeal this morning and enjoyed it. Plain oatmeal (well, until I spiced it up with cinnamon, banana, and soy milk). Who enjoys plain oatmeal? To top if off, I enjoyed it even more because it was ORGANIC oatmeal. Yum!

Back to work. Or to my blogroll. Do something today that makes you feel young!


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