Last night I realized that I was sitting on the couch watching Jeopardy while doing needlework. And I had a cobbler in the oven. And I had just taken some Tums. If it weren't for my gigantic baby belly, one could have mistaken me for an Octogenarian. Yep, I'm cool.
3 comments:
Haha, the joys of growing up! At least when the baby is born you will be able to lay off the Tums. :)
You are cool. Being old fashioned is the new cool. Or whatever...
No joke. Last week someone asked me how old I was and I responded with, "25, but I'm going on 80." The similarities still amaze me!
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