I choose to believe this means I got worst out of the way early, and now I shall have the happiest of birthdays.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Tuesday, November 22, 2022
I, on the other hand, think it's funny
As Monday turned to Tuesday, I became 65 years old. Guess where I was at the moment of the anniversary of my birth.
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