highly apropos note to self
... It occurred to me though, while listening to these 30 something women talk about being "too old" for one thing or another, that I never wanted to be too old for anything. The fact of the matter is, it's got nothing to do with age, and everything to do with state of mind. I want to be that 80 year old woman who still shakes her booty to Duran Duran, still drinks cocktails, and still wears her hair in long braids. I know that we all age, hell I've got a chiropractor bill to show for it, but that doesn't mean we have to start acting old. My father is 50+ and can party any of you under the table and dammit I will uphold the family name in that regard. He also says that "growing old is a privilege" and it's only this past year or so that I truly understand what that means. So be thankful that you're celebrating that birthday and tacking another year onto that number because the alternative is decidedly less glamorous. And if you're so worried about becoming old or older, than start being young again, lose those extra pounds, take out that red lipstick from deep in the makeup drawer, and put on those heels, because dammit, you're not too old until you're dead. And then, who really gives a fucking fuck ...