Happy birthday,
sua_lay!
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Insofar as the aging part goes, you know that we all do the wine thing. We age with grace! (Does that mean we taste better now than last year? Gah. Let's just say we've all become wiser! Or something. Anway. Shutting up now.)
Thinking of you,
allaire :-)
- Mood:
cheerful



Comments
Yes, it does seem like it's easier to age when you've stepped over the magical line of thirty. At least that's what I keep telling myself. As long as you don't say we are like cheese, becoming more smelly every year....
And thirty is definitely a threshold... one I try not to think to hard about. Forty will never come!!! /denial
Is it strange that your cheese reference makes me hungry? *g*
Evidently the strange effect even work on my cat... she has just wandered into the kitchen to her feeding dish. By the way, she checks how people's feet smell as part of her greeting-guests-ritual.
CHEESE IS EVERYWHERE!
I'm not drinking any alcohol right now, I swear!
Well, I try to think that getting old is way better than the alternative. So maybe wrinkles aren't that bad.
*lies through her teeth*
Did you give the cat anything to eat or are you just sampling the catnip yourself? :)
Okay-- I wouldn't have recognized him. Plus, no way! We're all of the generation who wouldn't be caught dead in an old lady's perm, and pearl collars? So passé! Furthermore, we'll never look that surprised as old people... we'll look all dreamy behind our slash-colored glasses that we'll have resorted to wearing full-time. Yes.
And who's saying anything about wrinkles? Lalala, can't hear you! They're just a trick of the light!
Did you give the cat anything to eat or are you just sampling the catnip yourself? :)
I wish I were! Kitty drugs, here I come!
She's trying to annoy me. By lying down on the floor, presenting her tummy, meowing to get my attention à la: "Come and pet me, human!", and then running away a second before I reach her. Bad Elena!