Oh my aching back.

I feel old today.

Mainly because my back hurts.

I don't know if it's stress, lack of exercise, sore muscles from putting away the Christmas stuff (lame), an old mattress, or what. Or a combination of all those things. But my back hurts. And it's killing me.

I'm no spring chicken so I'm not surprised that I have some aches and pains. But in my mind I'm still young. It's not until I look in the mirror - and see a face that I barely recognize do I really realize that I'm not young anymore.

Don usually does a good job of keeping me in check. I'll say something like, "She looks a lot older than me and we're the same age!" and he'll give me that crazy look, with one eyebrow cockeyed. "Uh, hate to break it to you. But you look like you're the same age." he'll say, in the most loving way.

"Oh no you didn't." Is what immediately goes through my mind.

humph.

I don't want to be old. But then again, I don't want to be young again either. I guess I just want to freeze where I am and not get any older looking. It's really the older looking part that bothers me the most.


When I was young I said I would never, ever consider plastic surgery. I have a totally different opinion now. I would totally let someone do a teeny weeny nip and tuck here and there to take a few years off. Nothing crazy like the cat woman. Just a little subtle tightening and lifting. I won't really do it. One, I'm scared to death of doctors and needles. And two, I'm a huge chicken. I guess those are both kind of the same thing. Seriously though, I don't even color my hair. Yet.

I'm hoping it's all mind over matter. So I wore a sassy outfit with short skirt, black tights and black boots. I always feel better when I wear my tights and boots. It makes me feel young and sassy. At least I think I'm sassy. Who knows.

No comments, please. Let me live in my own little sassy fantasy world for one day.