old

Sometimes I look at my facebook friend's photos and I think--oh my god, they are old!  And then I realize that we are the same age.  I am also old and wrinkled.

Aging freaks me out.  It has since childhood.  I realize how ridiculous that is. Sometimes when I see elderly people at the grocery store, it makes me panic. Soon I will be geriatric too and I will move slowly while carrying handkerchiefs wearing decade old jeans.  People will roll their eyes at me while I take my sweet ass time to get going when the light turns green. 

I have been thinking about my age because I am planning my birthday party.  I realize this is odd for two reasons, the first being that my birthday is way off in the future--January, and also because normally other people plan birthday parties for the birthday party person.  That is not how I do things.  I like to plan my own parties because I have expectations and if they are not met I will be grumpy. 

I am thinking about my party now becasue the way time has been flying by,  three months is more like three weeks.  In case you are curious, I am having either a roaring twenties party or a Clue themed bash.  Everyone will be forced to dress up and it will be awesome. That is for sure!