Tonight I was looking in the mirror and realized how wrinkly my forehead is becoming. Sick. I never noticed it before. I felt like someone pulled the rug out from under me and I immediately discovered that I am pro chemical peels. Seriously. This is coming on the tails of having a hard time turning 29 and knowing that next year I'll be 30!
Freaking 30. Toe in the damn grave.
It's true. And why the hell am I lacking the maturity that should accompany a woman of my age. And why the hell am I calling myself a woman!?!? I feel like a fragile little girl! I don't understand. I'm confused and kinda scared if you want to know the truth.
The fact of the matter is, I graduated college 7 years ago!!!! 7 years!!!! If I had to guess, I would have thought it might have been a year or two ago! These years are going by in the blink of an eye. I mean, it's almost May! I feel like I just took down the Christmas decorations!
I'm dying. Hold me.
2 comments:
Ah Bones.... isn't life a grand adventure. I hate to say this but the only wrinkles I have are my crow's feet from smiling so much and not a speck of gray hair on this head.... lots of hugs to you and you are still beautiful and please don't ever grow up... I know I haven't!!!!!
Here is a hug from GA. However, your post is hysterical. You need a little high school love. Don't put your toe in the grave yet I am sure there are some great stories that I need to read from your blog to keep these morning sickness days funny. Because I am still not sure why I would think of putting myself and those around me through this pain. At least I can drag down others with me:)
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