The folks at Sunday Stealing rip off a meme from another blogger each Sunday. They give full credit and a link back to that author’s site, of course — and invite everyone to play along. This week, “The Aging Meme” comes from Eva at A Striped Armchair. She was tagged by Emily.
The Aging Meme
At a certain age women should accept that time is marching on and dress in an age-appropriate manner. That means that if you are a woman over the age of 40, you should definitely abandon the spandex pants, tube tops, and micro-mini skirts . . . and never even consider showing your midriff. If you were stupid enough to pierce your tongue at a younger age, take out that ridiculous stud that prevents you from properly enunciating your words. Ditto any adornment of your eyebrows or nose.
At a certain age men should embrace their bald spot or baldness. It’s just a fact of life. The last time my 21-year-old son had his hair cut, our stylist broke the news that his hair is already beginning to thin. And given that she has been cutting his hair his entire life — I have photos of her giving him his first haircut when he was less than a year old — she is familiar with the manner in which his hair grows and, unfortunately, her observation is accurate.
When I was a kid I thought I would marry, move away, and never again live in Lodi.
Now that I am older I wish that when I was a teenager and young adult I had known then what I know now, i.e., just how fast time passes and what little significance many of the things I concerned myself with then would actually end up having.
You know you are too old to party when even the thought of getting dressed and leaving the house is just too much effort, so you decide to stay home in your jammies.
You know you are too young to retire when a retiree is hogging the fast lane and you can’t pass them because the slow lane is clogged with trucks and other retirees who are clearly in no hurry to reach their destination. This always occurs when I am running late for a meeting, hearing or similar professional commitment.
When I was in high school I listened to the music of James Taylor, Carly Simon, Elton John, the Beatles, John Denver, Barbra Streisand, and many other artists.
Nowadays I find I like the music of so many different artists and genres that I couldn’t begin to list them all. I always have music playing in my office: Smooth jazz or classical.
On my last birthday I think we just went out for a quiet family dinner. I don’t really remember. The only thing I know for sure is that we were on vacation because we are always on vacation over Christmas and New Year’s.
On my next birthday I want to sleep. We’ll be on vacation, of course.
The best birthday present I ever got was apparently not that memorable . . .
The first time I felt grown up was probably when I started college.
The last time I felt like a kid was when I was recently splashing around in the pool, enjoying the sun.
When I read The Road Less Traveled by M. Scott Peck, M.D., it changed my life.
Last year was one of transition in my professional life.
Next year I hope that America’s current financial crisis is resolved and the economy stabilized.