I just caught myself peering earnestly in the mirror in search of wrinkles, proto-wrinkles, or bits of skin that might someday think of becoming wrinkles -- especially in the delicate skin around my eyes and at the edge of my mouth. Like with most things I study intensely, I couldn't be sure if I was actually seeing some micro-fine wrinkles or if ( Read more... )

Maybe it's because I have a birthday coming up, but I keep getting these random moments of despair about being old. I know, I know, several of you on my flist (and in my life!) are older than I am. This isn't a dig, just an outlet for personal fears. Promise ( Read more... )

Tonight as I was cooking dinner, shifting my weight restlessly from foot to foot while sauteing vegetables, I became strangely uncomfortable. I looked down at my black cardigan, my sensible canvas slip-ons and my knee-high stockings and I thought, 'Oh no, I am now officially old.' I'm not sure whether it was the combination of shoes and sweater, ( Read more... )